And if I give someone a hand –
It is to tell my fate – not kiss.
Please tell me, passer-by, which sea
Those bluish rivers bring to me?
Whatever glass will drown me?
--To throw me flat there’s no such wave –
Each glass of thine -- will be too small.
And me myself -- an ocean’s void.
Break glasses every time you see,
Drown me, the undulated sea!
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And if I take somebody’s hand –
It's not to tell his fate – but kiss.
I am confused, as in a net,
Into my own artefact.
--My days speak toil --
Your fate I’ll spoil!
June 1920
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«И если руку я даю…»
Marina Tsvetaeva - And if I give someone a hand
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