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Микола Мотрюк
Чужий для всіх, чужий для себе, І в тьмянім дзеркалі не я... Мов древо, що пожерла тля, Чужий для всіх, чужий для себе... Німі багро́віють поля, Обійми розпростерло небо... Чужий для всіх, чужий для себе... І в тьмянім дзеркалі — не я... На шмаття рве утробу Цербер, Кричать багровії поля, Людські ковтаючи життя... На шмаття рве утробу Цербер, Й стиска все дужче Смерть-змія, Щоб серцем вибухнути з ребер... Чужий для всіх... чужий для себе... І в сні своєму я — не я...
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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.
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