Konstantin Balmont - Kovyl' | Ковыль Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Feather Grass

To I.A. Bunin
 
Like a dying ghost, tall feather grass
In the open steppe swings quietly,
Fading crescent looks in stern impasse,
From white cloud darkens silently.
 
Murky shadows roam, keep wandering
Through the steppe expanse without end,
Fragile, momentary, pondering,
Whisper something to the avid wind.
 
And the shimmer, flashing ghostly lights,
Disappears in the foggy gloom,
And the past that drowned in frosty nights
Rises over graves as groggy plume.
 
Golden crescent darkens, dithering,
Burning down and melting in the skies,
And the feather grass sways, shivering,
Like a dying ghost, it swings and sighs.
 
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