I know the truth! Renounce all others!
I know the truth! Renounce all others!
There’s
no need for anyone to fight.
For what? – Poets, generals, lovers?
Look: it’s evening, look: almost night.
Ah,
the wind drops, earth is wet with dew,
Ah,
the snow will freeze the stars that move.
And
soon, under the earth, we’ll sleep too,
Who
never would let each other sleep above.
Marina Tsvetaeva
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