Gold Leaf Is Burning Very Bright By Osip Mandelstam
Gold leaf is burning very bright
on Christmas trees and bush is hiding
toy wolves, they're looking through the night
with eerily eyes, their look is biting.
Oh, my prophetic tiresome grief,
oh, quite freedom of my ego
and empty sky that cannot live
with laughing crystal in vertigo.
P.S. This is my translation of poem by Osip Mandelstam
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