[tchaika]

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Quiet my homeland!
Willow, river nightingales ...
My mother is buried
In my childhood years.

- Where is the graveyard? You have not seen?
I myself can not find .-
Quietly answered residents:
- It's on the other bank.

Quietly answered residents
Quietly passed the convoy.
The dome of the church of the monastery
Bright grass was overgrown.

Where I swam for fish
Hay in the barn rowing:
Between river bends
People dug channel.

Tina now and Wetlands
Where to bathe loved ...
Quiet my homeland,
I have not forgotten anything.

A new fence in front of the school,
The same green expanse.
Like a crow gay,
I will sit again on the fence!

The school my wood! ..
Time comes to leave -
The river behind me misty
Will run and run.

With each izboyu and tucheyu,
With thunder, ready to fall
I feel the most searing,
Most death communication.
1954
Nikolay Rubtsov