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Raspushilasь, raskachnulas
Under the window willow.
Our Lady smiled
With red corner.

deferred young women
winter tow…
look, what fun
In the street in April!

Unwound over the river
red sarafan,
happiness, prowess, Tosca
breathing mist.

And the wind swept up
The tips of the headscarf,
And passers primechtalis
Scarlet two flowers.

AND, who went by the way,
With distant village,
Spring begged God,
And spring came.

25 December 1914

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All poems of Alexander Blok

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