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