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Перевод стихотворения Николая Гумилёва «Среди бесчисленных светил…» на Японский язык.

Среди бесчисленных светил…

Среди бесчисленных светил
Я вольно выбрал мир наш строгий
И в этом мире полюбил
Одни веселые дороги.

Когда тревога и тоска
Мне тайно в душу проберется,
Я вглядываюсь в облака,
Пока душа не улыбнется.

И если мне порою сон
О милой родине приснится,
Я так безмерно удивлен,
Что сердце начинает биться.

Ведь это было так давно
И где-то там, за небесами.
Куда мне плыть — не всё ль равно,
И под какими парусами?

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