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You shall recall me yet, and more than once...

Еще не раз вы вспомните меня…

You shall recall me yet, and more than once —
Recall my world, uncommon and exciting:
A clumsy world, fashioned of flame and songs,
But, unlike others, wholly undesigning.

It could have been yours, too, but no. It had
Proven too little, or perhaps too vast.
My verse, it seems, must have been very bad,
My pleading with the Lord for you, unjust.

But every time, drained of your strength, you’ll yield
And utter: “I don’t dare recall those nights.
A different world has fascinated me
With all its simple, unrefined delights.”

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