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poems Lermontov

Lone White Sail
In the mist of the sea blue ,
What he looks for in a distant country ,
What threw it in the land of their own .
What he looks for in a distant country ,
What threw it in the land of their own .

Play a wave , the wind whistling ,
The mast bends and creaks ,
Alas, he is not looking for happiness
And not from happiness runs .
Alas, he is not looking for happiness
And not from happiness runs .

Under it the jet lighter blue ,
Above the golden ray of sunshine him ,
And he, the rebel , asks the storm,
As if the storm calm .
And he, the rebel , asks bupi ,
As if there is peace in bupyah .