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            Your song - it is our flaming 

       hearts.

            Don't be afraid, last of the 

       Bards...

       Дина Баймухаметова



Дине Баймухаметовой

Твою мечту убили сны:

ты растворился в них вчера, 

и утром встал уже другим,

и произнёс: "Пора!.. Пора!.."


Назавтра будешь ты в пути 

сквозь грохот волн, 

                        сквозь ветра вой.

Уйдёшь, меня не разбудив, 

не захватив опять с собой.


И звёзды станут мне не те:

они - лишь компас для тебя,

а сто твоих дорог-путей 

в мои глаза с тоской глядят.


С тобой твой Б-г - не смей робеть:

хранит тебя моя любовь.

Вчера, сегодня, завтра, впредь.

Так каждый день: как будто вновь.


Ты воплотил… И что теперь?

На сон ко мне и вновь за дверь?

…Среди побед, среди потерь 

ты только пой, ты только верь.

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