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Сообщение от Cyril Syzran
No such leave.
Agree, this is long gone.
- Do this, carp, correctly merkuesh, we will fit this fraerok. (a) <- ~ ~ 7 - ->
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Here we must quote the poet!
Two forces have - two fatal force
Throughout his life, we have them on hand
From the cradle to the grave days and -
One is death, the other - the human court.
And the one and the same irresistible
And irresponsible and he and she,
No mercy, the protests are intolerant,
Their verdict closes the mouth of all ...
But Death is more honest - is alien to show partiality,
Not touched by anything, not confused,
Il ropshuschuyu humble brothers -
His scythe, it all equates.
Light is not is that the struggle, different voices -
Jealous lord - can not stand it
Not completely decimated, but the best ears of corn
Often, he pulls out the roots.
And woe to her - alas, double mountain -
That proud strength, pride, young,
Acceding to the determination of eye,
With a smile on his lips - in an unequal battle.
When she, with fatal Consciousness
All rights of its own, with the courage of beauty
Fearlessly, in a charm
Is itself toward slander,
The mask does not cover chela,
And does not diminish the brow,
And with young curls, like dust svevaet
Threats, curses and passionate blasphemy -
Yes, woe to her - and the simple-hearted,
However it seems she is guilty ...
Such is the light: he was so brutal,
Where is human, genuine wine.
Tyutchev.