Maksim Bahdanovič

1891 - 1917 / Minsk

To S. Palujan

(Triolet)

You were, like the moon, alone:
You lonely lived, you lonely died.
Though wide the world with people sown,
You were, like the moon, alone.
Beauty and light, expanses wide
You sought — and, far from everyone,
You were, like the moon, alone:
You lonely lived, you lonely died.
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