It's time, my friend, it's time!
My heart is hardly tired.
And day by day is dying. That and other.
We gather live but may be gathered to the fathers.
O happiness isn't in the world!
But ease and will, and now -
I'm long ill with alone lot
to find my labour, pure, clean abode!
Alexander Pushkin. It s time, my friend
© Copyright: Александр Подбелло, 2011
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