Tuesday, April 26, 2016

NPM: Night

...Не рассветает, не рассветает...На брюхе плоском она ползет.
И все длиннее; все распухает...
Не рассветает! Не рассветет.

...Day doesn't break, it doesn't break...
On her belly, flat and low, night crawls.
And it all grows ever longer; and it swells...
Day doesn't break! Nor will it.

-- Zinaida Gippius (tr me)

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