Mar 2017
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.
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.
