Arseny Tarkovsky›Poezii

Și vremea a trecut, de parcă nu ar fi fost... Pe zăgaz e cald, dar asta nu-i de-ajuns! Tot ce se putea împlini, ca și frunzele, În palme-mi

1 I don\'t believe in omens or fear Forebodings. I flee from neither slander Nor from poison. Death does not exist. Everyone\'s immortal.

Am visat acest vis și încă-l mai visez și-l voi visa cîndva încă o dată. Totul se repetă întru sine, totul se va reîntrupa, iar visul meu îl vei

I don\'t believe in omens or fear Forebodings. I flee from neither slander Nor from poison. Death does not exist. Everyone\'s immortal.

Earthly If I\'d been destined at birth To lie in the lap of the gods, I\'d have been reared by a heavenly wet-nurse On the holy milk of the

I waited for you yesterday since morning, They guessed you wouldn\'t come, Do you remember the weather? Like a holiday! I went out without a

Life, life 2 If you live in a house - the house will not fall. I\'ll summon any of the centuries, Then enter one and build a house in it.

I dreamed this dream and I still dream of it and I will dream of it sometime again. Everything repeats itself and everything will be