'Look out! Wet paint.' My soul was blind,
I have to pay the price,
All marked with stains of calves and cheeks
And hands and lips and eyes.
I loved you more than luck or grief
Because with you in sight
The old and yellowed world became
As white as painters' white.
I swear my friend, my gloom-it will
One day still whiter gleam,
Than lampshades, than a bandaged brow,
Than a delirious dream.
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Нk 7; трогать
'Не трогать, свежевы крашен', -
Душа не берегла сь,
И память - в пятнах икр и щек,
И рук, и губ, и глаз.
Я больше всех удач и бед
За то тебя любил,
Ч 1090;о пожелте лый белый свет
С тобой - белей белил.
h 8; мгла моя, мой друг, божусь,
1054;н станет как-нибу ;дь
Беле 1081;, чем бред, чем абажур,
1063;ем белый бинт на лбу!
Wet Paint
Boris Pasternak
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Poem topics: dream, friend, grief, world, soul, blind, swear, Valentine's Day, white, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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