Sunday, 5 January 2014

Ночь, улица, фонарь, аптека, Бессмысленный и тусклый свет.


Look what I found on Wikipedia: one of my favourite poems by Aleksandr Blok!


Night, street, lantern, drugstore.

Meaningless and dull light.

Live another quarter of a century -

Everything will be the same. There is no way out.


You will die – then start again from the beginning.

And everything will be repeated like before:

Night, the channel’s icy ripples,

Drugstore, street, lantern. 


1 comment:

Natalie said...

You neglected to say that the photo is from a random building in the Netherlands, of all places ;)

It's one of my favorite poems, too. We had to memorize it in second year Russian and I have fond memories of reading and translating it.