Lotus🙂

लाइब्रेरी में जोड़ें

To My Friends




To My Friends - Alexander Pushkin

 The chain of golden days and nights
Is still your heritage from Deity,
And, still, the languid maidens’ eyes
Are turned to you as well intently.
So, play and sing, friends of my years!
Lose very quickly passing evening,
And, at your heedless joy and singing,
I will be smiling through my tears.

   0
0 Comments