По квадратам тусклых окон... Стихи читает автор Демирина. By the squares of dim windows...

poems are read by the author Demirina. By the squares of dim windows, by the guipure of the curtains The sunset beam descends, enjoying the interrupted game... All shades, as if by notes, from the crimson edge of the forest To the whitish undergrowth behind the darkening mountain! I braid the darkness into braids, decorate them with a candle, That trembles on a bare crossed arm, The shawl slips uncontrollably into hyacinth brocade And lies under my feet with the gloss of a crumpled river! On the wall, the glare of windows, the tinsel of sunset rays, Quietly sung songs of a slow verse ... A candle with wild grapes and a refrain almost indistinct, That contained half a life and a year of happy years! стихи читает автор Демирина. По квадратам тусклых окон, по гипюру занавесок Луч спускается закатный, тешась прерванной игрой... Все оттенки, как по нотам, от багровой кромки