Nadrublennaya lilac
I. Severyanin
I woke up the village.
Spring Gutor
Burst into the box ... aroused
They sang - are young -
In Lira string
And blossomed lilacs of spring.
Smell of hay.
And with winter captivity
Earth goodbye ... But - what a dream? ..
Bent rakes ...
Sabers glittered
And nadrubili lilacs of spring! ..
1908
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