arseniy tarkovsky
Now summer has passed,As if it had never been.It is warm in the sun.But this isn’t enough.
All that might have been,Like a five-cornered leafFell right into my hands,But this isn’t enough.
Neither evil nor goodHad vanished in vain,It all burnt with white light,But this isn’t enough.
Life took me under its wing,Preserved and protected,Indeed I have been [...]
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