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Boris Pasternak – from To love – to walk

Wojciech Weiss, Kissing on the grass, 1900

To drink from branches, take their blows, 
that bouncing back assault the air:
“So that’s an echo?” and to end
completely lost in kisses’ lair.

Bere dai rami che cadono sul viso,
 l’ azzurro di rimbalzo solcando:
“Allora è l’eco?” e alla fine
smarrirsi nei baci.