Один из моих любимых британских поэтов, трудно переводимый. Филип Ларкин.
Places, Loved Ones
No, I have never found
The place where I could say
This is my proper ground,
Here I shall stay;
Nor met that special one
Who has an instant claim
On everything I own
Down to my name
To find such seems to prove
You want no choice in where
To
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