Someday, not soon, I'll meet you…


WITH. AND. Levitskoy

Someday, not soon, I'll meet you…
May be, life will open Star Trek…
forgive me… By your speech sounds
I could relax the heart and soul…
Silence - all… What empty words?
I ask one: why life is given to you?
To always raced lyrics unearthly,
So that in every heart died out silence…

Spring 1898
St. Petersburg

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