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***1926***Зубов не стало (My teeth are gone)***
***1926***Зубов не стало***
Зубов не стало,
Писать придётся...
Сложу из слов
Дорогу к Солнцу...
Душа опарой,
Духом, бродит,-
Тропою веры вознесётся...
***/Ереван 06.2014 г./***
***1926*** My teeth are gone***(translated by AI Yandex)
My teeth are gone,
I'll have to write...
I'll put it together from words
The road to the Sun...
The soul is safe,
In spirit, he wanders, -
He will ascend the Path of faith...
***/Yerevan, 06.2014/***
***1926*** Teeth are gone***(translated by AI Copilot)
Teeth are gone,
I'll have to write...
I'll weave from words
A road to the Sun...
The soul, like steam,
The spirit wanders,—
By the path of faith
It shall ascend...
***/Yerevan, 06.2014 y./***