grustnaya....

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Lira, proch', ya pesnyu spel
Tiho pesni otzvuchali,
Slovno prizraki pechali
Utonuli v siney dali...
Lira, proch', ya pesnyu spel...

Ya kogda-to pel pod klenom,
Pel v lesu temno-zelenom,
Ya byl schastliv, yun i smel.
A teper' ya pet' bessilen,
Slezy gorlo mne sdavili,
Molcha ya bredu k mogile,

Lira, proch', ya pesnyu spel..........
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..............Jack London "Martin Eden"

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nda....(plachit)....krasiviy, no grustniy stih (viteraya slezi)...

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Here is the English original
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"'I have done -
Put by the lute.
Song and singing soon are over
As the airy shades that hover
In among the purple clover.
I have done -
Put by the lute.
Once I sang as early thrushes
Sing among the dewy bushes;
Now I'm mute.
I am like a weary linnet,
For my throat has no song in it;
I have had my singing minute.
I have done.
Put by the lute.'"
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