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想你

О тебе

想你、想你、想你,
而对我,你却没有片言只字!
在人类那前途未卜的命运中
你自由地号召人们冲向顶峰。

你的心地纯洁而高尚――
犹如以往时代的徽章。
它照亮了人们的生存,
照亮所有的尘世和所有不自由的人种。

假使明净而又高傲的星群,
对地球掩没了自己的光明,
我们如星球也仍有两颗明亮的星:
那就是你那双勇敢的眼睛。

当期限一到
金色的六翼天使敲响了钟声,
我们会把你那只白色的手帕,
举在手上当作护身。

颤抖的号筒中声音渐渐消隐,
六翼天使也迷失在顶峰……
……想你、想你、想你,
可关于我,你却没有片言只字!


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