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П​о​с​е​ю г​о​р​е (I will sow my sorrow)

from Г​Р​А​Й - М​л​а​д​а (Mlada, 2014) by GRAI

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Посею горе

Посею своё горе по чистому полю.
Растеть моё горе – ни рожь, ни пшаница,
Цвятеть моё горе алыми цветами.
Все цветы алы-красны, один поалее.
Все мальцы милы-милы, один помилее,
Один помилее – целуй поскорее.

I will sow my sorrow

I will sow my sorrow in a pure field.
Neither a rye, nor a wheat, but my sorrow will grow there,
It will be blossoming with the crimson flowers.
All the flowers will be blood-red, but one of them will be redder.
All the lads are lovely, but one of them is lovelier,
One of them is lovelier – so lip me now.

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