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Колдунья. Стихотворения. The Witch. Poems
Оглавление
Autobiography
Scarlet Light of Sunset Shows Up on the Lake
The Night
The Stars
What Is Gone Cannot Be Retrieved
My Life
You Were Crying on a Quiet Night
Canes Have Started Rustling on the River Bank
Trinity Devotions. Morning Cannon Rite
I'm a Shepherd, and My Parlours
The Witch
White Is the Sweatshirt, and Red Is the Sash
I'm Tired of Living in My Land
Over There Beyond Fields of Yellow
I'm Back at Home. My Dear Land
I Will Not Be Wandering About
Like Smoke in the Room You Are out of View
I Do Believe in Happiness
Silver Bluebell, Are You Singing
Silver Road, I Wonder Where
There's the Silly Elation
I Have Left My Endeared Home
My Love Has Changed. I Know You Feel
I Do Not Regret, and I Do Not Shed Tears
I Will Not Deceive Myself, Admitting
Yes! It's Settled! Now and for Ever
Azure Space Is Aflame Up Above
It's Sad to Look at You, My Love
Let's Sit Down Here, My Dearest
Both This Street and This Little House
You Have Been Used by Someone Else
Don't Torment Me With Coldness and Stiffness
A Letter to Mother
The Golden Birch-Tree Grove Has Fallen Silent
Now My Grief Won't Be Spilt by the Ringing
A Letter to the Woman
Little House With Light Blue Shutters
We'll Depart This World for Ever, Surely
Life Is Tricky With Enchanting Pathos
Don't Fall, My Little Star, Keep Shining
Leaves Are Falling Here and Yonder
Snowdrift, Piled Up, Is Now Brittle and Callous
Blue Is the Fog, the Expanse Is Snow-Bound
Blue Is the Night, and the Moon Is Glancing
The Snow Is Whirling Lively and Strong
Don't You Force a Smile, Girl, Tensely, Like You Do
The Snowstorm Is Crying Like a Romany Violin
Snow-Clad Is the Plain, and the Moon Is White
The Flowers Say Good-Bye to Me
Oh My Dear Maple, Frozen Stiff and Bare
Oh, What a Night! I Cannot Sleep
Don't You Look at Me So Reproachfully
You Don't Love Me and Don't Feel Compassion
Maybe, It's Too Late Or, Maybe, Early
I Haven't Forgotten You, Dearie
Колдунья. Стихотворения. The Witch. Poems
Оборот титула
Оглавление
Autobiography
Scarlet Light of Sunset Shows Up on the Lake
The Night
The Stars
What Is Gone Cannot Be Retrieved
My Life
You Were Crying on a Quiet Night
Canes Have Started Rustling on the River Bank
Trinity Devotions. Morning Cannon Rite
I'm a Shepherd, and My Parlours
The Witch
White Is the Sweatshirt, and Red Is the Sash
I'm Tired of Living in My Land
Over There Beyond Fields of Yellow
I'm Back at Home. My Dear Land
I Will Not Be Wandering About
Like Smoke in the Room You Are out of View
I Do Believe in Happiness
Silver Bluebell, Are You Singing
Silver Road, I Wonder Where
There's the Silly Elation
I Have Left My Endeared Home
My Love Has Changed. I Know You Feel
I Do Not Regret, and I Do Not Shed Tears
I Will Not Deceive Myself, Admitting
Yes! It's Settled! Now and for Ever
Azure Space Is Aflame Up Above
It's Sad to Look at You, My Love
Let's Sit Down Here, My Dearest
Both This Street and This Little House
You Have Been Used by Someone Else
Don't Torment Me With Coldness and Stiffness
A Letter to Mother
The Golden Birch-Tree Grove Has Fallen Silent
Now My Grief Won't Be Spilt by the Ringing
A Letter to the Woman
Little House With Light Blue Shutters
We'll Depart This World for Ever, Surely
Life Is Tricky With Enchanting Pathos
Don't Fall, My Little Star, Keep Shining
Leaves Are Falling Here and Yonder
Snowdrift, Piled Up, Is Now Brittle and Callous
Blue Is the Fog, the Expanse Is Snow-Bound
Blue Is the Night, and the Moon Is Glancing
The Snow Is Whirling Lively and Strong
Don't You Force a Smile, Girl, Tensely, Like You Do
The Snowstorm Is Crying Like a Romany Violin
Snow-Clad Is the Plain, and the Moon Is White
The Flowers Say Good-Bye to Me
Oh My Dear Maple, Frozen Stiff and Bare
Oh, What a Night! I Cannot Sleep
Don't You Look at Me So Reproachfully
You Don't Love Me and Don't Feel Compassion
Maybe, It's Too Late Or, Maybe, Early
I Haven't Forgotten You, Dearie
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