Elegie

to Marina Tsvetaeva-Efron

O losses into space, Marina, the falling star!
We do not proliferate, where we subject ourselves,
to which
Star added! On the whole, it all is always counted.
So also, he who falls, the sacred number is not reduced.
Each renunciatory fall plunges into the origin
and heals.
Would it be all a game, change the match,
Shift,
migends a name, and few native
Profit?
Waves, Marina, we sea! Depths, marina, we sky.
Earth, Marina, we earth, a thousand times we spring, like larks,
which throws a swerving song into invisibility.
We beginnens as a celebration, even surpasses it us completely;
suddenly, our weight rotates to suit down the song.
But even so: action? Would not it: younger cheering down.
The lower gods want to be praised, Marina.
So innocent are gods, they are waiting for praise as the students.
Praise, O love, let us waste with praise.
Nothing belongs to us. We put a little hand around their necks
unbroken flowers. I saw it on the Nile in Kôm-Omber
So, Marina, the donation, himself renouncing, sacrifice the kings.
As the angels go and the doors denote those being rescued.
So let's stir this and this, apparently Tender on.
Oh how far already enraptured, oh, like Airborne, Marina,
even the most intimate pretext. Signalman, nothing else.
This quiet business where there of ours a
can no longer stand and decides to access,
takes revenge and kills. For the fact that it has lethal power,
we realized all of his comportment and tenderness
and at the strange power to which we are living
Survivors making. Non-being. You know's how often
carried us a blind command through the icy hall
new birth. . . . Mirage: ? us a body from eye
among countless eyelids refusing. Deception in us
downed heart of an entire gender. At a migratory destination
he carried the group, the image of our floating conversion.
Loving likely, Marina, much must not
know of the demise. Must be like new.
Only her grave is old, only her grave remembers, obscured
under the weeping tree, harks back to time immemorial.
Only her grave collapses, they themselves are flexible like rods;
what excessively it bends, it ründet plenty to wreath.
As they blow away in maiwind! From the mid-Always
inside you breathe and can guess, it excludes the moment.
Oh, how well I understand you, female flowers on the same
imperishable shrub. How do I stray me strong in the night air,
de bestreift you next time.) Early learning the Gods
Hi SIGNATURES to feign. We moved into the circles
ful th to the whole us as the disc of the moon.
Also in decreasing period, even in the weeks of the phrase
mand verhülfe us ever again to fullness, as the
exame own passage through the sleepless landscape.
because we live closer to the damage
than a miracle melody.

This still took place. Wonderful
breathed in Armsem of decay;
secretly voice rose each year
in on and strengthened this neck.

Slowly he markets himself from the tribe,
and now is the wall that succumbs,
protectively as how to make a flame
which is fighting, keeps the cupped hands. Envoi: .

Let now the strong tree molting
widely used for the pedigree valid sem
With the tree again the importance
and secretly acting club.
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