Текст песни Марина Цветаева - Другие с очами и с личиком светлым

Other - with the eyes of a little face and bright ,
And I talk to the wind at night .
Not so - Italic
Zephyr Mladen -
With good , with a wide ,
Russian , cross-cutting !
Other all flesh on flesh, stray ,
From parched mouth - breathing swallow ...
And I - arms wide open ! - Froze - tetanus !
That blew my soul - Russian drafts !
Others - oh, gentle , tenacious fetters !
No, us Aeolus turns cool.
- I suppose you will not melt ! One - they say - the family ! -
As if indeed - not the woman I am!
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