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The Sail
by Mikhail Lermontov
In cyan fog of sea
Alone white sail is seen!..
What does he search in faraway?
What left behind in his homeland?..
Waves lapping in arising breeze,
The boats mast bends and creaks...
It's not the luck he is running from
And nor, alas, he is searching for!
The stream beneath is azure bright
And golden ray of sun above...
But he, rebellious, begs for storm,
As though the storms are the repose!
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Песня на стихи Лермонтова The Sail. Парус
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