The ghost of sorrow
Авторский вольный перевод на английский текста "Призрак печали": https://poembook.ru/poem/2316389-prizrak-pechali
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In the mirror of pupil the reflection's not bright
And the crystal is gloomy, reflecting no light.
We don't find someone in the haze of the nights,
Cause the sparks die away in the deep of the eyes.
We don't hear the souls and don't hear their song,
Cause the souls have lost all their bodies belong.
And the taste of the love we don't feel on the lips,
Cause we stay on forever separated bridges.
Only ghost of the sorrow stood behind the back
And he takes our lives in the darkness of black.
2008
