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Александр Подболотов Свеча горела Зимняя ночь (“Мело, мело по всей земле...“) (И.Зеликин - Б.Пастернак) Alexander Podbolotov A candle was burning - The blizzards all across the earth Have swept uncurbed The candle burned upon the desk The candle burned As in the summer, moths are drawn Towards the flame The pale snowflakes soared Towards the pane Upon the glass, bright snowy rings And streaks were churned The candle burned upon the desk The candle burned On the illumined ceiling Shadows swayed A cross of arms, a cross of legs A cross of fate Two boots fell down on the floor With crashing sound And from the crown tears of wax Dripped on the gown And nothing in the snowy haze Could be discerned The candle burned upon the desk The candle burned A gentle draft blew on the flame, And in temptation, It raised two wings into a cross As if an angel It swept and swept all through the month This frequently occurred The candle burned upon the desk The candle burned
