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Language: Russian (Русский)

Золотому блеску верил,
А умер от солнечных стрел.
Думой века измерил,
А жизнь прожить не сумел.

Не смейтесь над мертвым поэтом:
Снесите ему цветок.
На кресте и зимой и летом
Мой фарфоровый бьётся венок.

Цветы на нём побиты.
Образок полинял.
Тяжёлые плиты.
Жду, чтоб их кто-нибудь снял.

Любил только звон колокольный
И закат.
Отчего мне так больно, больно!
Я не виноват.

Пожалейте, придите;
Навстречу венком метнусь.
О, любите меня, полюбите -
Я, быть может, не умер, быть может, проснусь - Вернусь!

Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

Last modified: 2016-10-27 15:19:42
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