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  Парус
  
  Белеет парус одинокой
  В тумане моря голубом!..
  Что ищет он в стране далекой?
  Что кинул он в краю родном?..
  
  Играют волны - ветер свищет,
  И мачта гнется и скрыпит...
  Увы! он счастия не ищет
  И не от счастия бежит!
  
  Под ним струя светлей лазури,
  Над ним луч солнца золотой...
  А он, мятежный, просит бури,
  Как будто в бурях есть покой!
  
  Михаил Лермонтов, 1832
  
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  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vfdLZLOhiyk
  
  In bluish mist a lone sail whitens
  Far from a haven at the sea.
  Why does it want to be so wanton?
  What does it seek in such a spree?
  
  The waves are playing. Wind is howling.
  The mast is bending from wild force.
  Not for the happiness it's prowling.
  It's running a rebellious course.
  
  The sky-blue current is below.
  Above are gold rays of the sun.
  Still storms it's asking to bestow
  As if that way the peace is won.
  
  Эдуард Лейтман, 2012
  
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  A lone white sail shows for an instant
  Where gleams the sea, an azure streak.
  What left it in its homeland distant?
  In alien parts what does it seek?
  
  The billow play, the mast bends creaking,
  The wind, impatient, moans and sighs...
  It is not joy that it is seeking,
  Nor is it happiness it flies.
  
  The blue wave dance, they dance and tremble,
  The sun's bright ray caress the seas.
  And yet for storm it begs, the rebel,
  As if in storm lurked calm and peace!..
  
  I.Zheleznova
  
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  A sail shows white at sea alone
  In bright-blue brilliance of sea haze, -
  What does it look for far from home?
  Why did it leave its native place?
  
  The waves play and strong wind whistles,
  A mast creaks loudly and sways:
  Alas, the sail doesn't look for happiness
  And from it doesn't run away!
  
  Round the sail streams are brightness,
  Above it gold sun ray shines;
  But it, a frantic, looks for typhoons,
  As though a calm is amid ones!
  
  A.Sirotin
  
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  A silver sail, the ocean loner,
  Is lurking in the azure mist.
  What has she lost in foreign corners?
  What in her homeland did she miss?
  
  Her mast is clattering and bending
  Midst whistling wind and raging wave.
  Alas, she seeks no happy ending,
  Nor runs from happiness away.
  
  Beneath - the crystal torrent tempteth,
  Above - the golden rays caress,
  But she, rebellious, longs for tempests
  As if a tempest granted rest.
  
  Alexander Givental
  
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  A silver sail whitens alone
  Among blue waves of hazy sea.
  What did she leave in land her own?
  In alien realms what will she see?
  
  The wind is howling, the mast is squeaking,
  On left and right huge billows play.
  'Tis not good fortune, what she 's seeking
  And not from fortune runs away.
  
  The waters are sky-blue right under,
  The golden ray above is warm.
  And yet, she begs for a gale and thunder,
  As if some ease could could bring storm.
  
  VG, 29 декабря 2012 и 27-8 марта 2015
  
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