"And the silent rain…"

On empty avenue I go In melancholic delirium That gradually kills And the wind raises all foliage And the silent rain, that eternally cries Looking from heavens on all on us Branches of century trees decline Above the crude ground as though have apologized For what? Nobody knows it Any that poet, That alone sings That who the death appeals And I forgotten recollect your face To delirium where? Nobody knows The grief, that eats my heart Will kill me when perhaps…
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