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Night, street, streetlight, store Pointless glow in misty cloud Live a quarter century more Nothing changes. No way out. You'll die - you start all over twice And all repeats unmodified: The night, canals with rippled ice, The store, the street, the light.
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 5:14 PM UTC
12 October 1912
Night, street, streetlight, store Pointless glow in misty cloud Live a quarter century more Nothing changes. No way out. You'll die - you start all over twice And all repeats unmodified: The night, canals with rippled ice, The store, the street, the light.
Ночь, улица, фонарь, аптека by Alexander Blok. A new-found favorite which I tried to translate.
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Mar 23, 2017 at 5:14 PM UTC
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