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“On the hills of Georgia, darkness …” by Alexander Pushkin 🇷🇺 (6 Jun 179910 Feb 1837)
Translated from the Russian by A. S. Kline
On the hills of Georgia, darkness
I hear Aragva’s roar,
light and sad, my grief transparent;
my melancholy filled with you.
You, and you alone … my sorrow
Still untouched and unmoved,
And my heart flames again, and loves—
for what else can it do?