by Yakov Petrovich Polonsky (1819 - 1898)

Gadanije
Language: Russian (Русский) 
«Pogadaj-ka mne, starushka,
Ja davno tebja zhdala!»
Chernobrovaja, v lokhmot'jakh,
K nej cyganka podoshla.
«Ja skazhu tebe vsju pravdu,
Daj na ruchku mne vzgljanut':
Beregis', tebja tvoj milyj
Zamyshljajet obmanut'…»

A ona v sosednem pole
Sorvala sebe cvetok,
I lepechet, obryvaja
Kazhdyj belyj lepestok:
«Ljubit – net, ne ljubit, ljubit».
I, oborvannyj krugom,
«Da!» - skazal cvetok jej temnym,
Serdcu vnjatnym jazykom.

Na ustakh jee - ulybka,
V serdce - slezy i groza.
S upojenijem i grust'ju
On gljadit v jee glaza.
Govorit ona: «Obman tvoj
Ja predvizhu - i ne lgu,
Chto tebja voznenavidet'
I khochu, no ne mogu».

On gljadit vse tak zhe grustno,
No lico jego gorit...
On, k plechu jee ustami
Pripadaja, govorit:
«Beregis' menja! Ja znaju,
Chto tebja ja pogublju,
Ottogo, chto ja bezumno,
Gorjacho tebja ljublju!»

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