Stephen Crane (Стивен Крейн)

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Places among the stars,
Soft gardens near the sun,
Keep your distant beauty;
Shed no beams upon my weak heart.
Since she is here
In a place of blackness,
Not your golden days
Nor your silver nights
Can call me to you.
Since she is here
In a place of blackness,
Here I stay and wait

1. If there is a witness to my little life
2. To the maiden
3. There was, before me
4. Two or three angels
5. Walking in the sky

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