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a so creative look, a so nicely done image..
wish i would know what is written there..
Sil, especially for you: this is a literal translation (it's written in old Russian, so the effect is it's something no ancient but ...old). This is pure music in Russian: very subtle, a subtly and ghostly flowing melody.
The moon garden will put on his funeral clothing
And will "freeze" in the mirror-like window
Around midnight the white shadows
Will pass by the window towards the moon.
They will slide on the road made of moon rays
Past the lilies, linden-trees, and clouds
A carriage pulled by the swans
Now, for ever, and for ages of ages.
In the kingdom of the Moon God
Everything is equal: white and pale.
A road of fog takes you there,
To the motionless kingdom of the Moon.
And you, you will be just a ghost in the window
Maybe it's not you, just the Moon is shining
Maybe it's only the shadows are passing by
The shadows of a moonlight dream that will never return.
Ivan Akimov.
This is by a completely forgotten Russian poet (he is probably dead by now, he was 80 15 years ago) whom I met here , in Florida, and he appointed me as his ONLY literary agent, giving me his archives and authorizing to publish his poems).
Интересная идея и исполнение!
ух как классно, мне дико понравилась идея. пятерка! и в избранные!
Спасибо всем за комментарии!
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