Sergei A. Yesenin – Non ho rimpianti / I do not regret
Jules Breton, Last flowers, 1890 I do not regret, and I do not shed tears, all, like haze off apple-trees, must pass. Turning gold, I’m fading, it appears, I will not be young again, alas. Having got to know the touch of coolness I will not feel, as before, so good. And the land of …
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