A year will pass...
I'll get on a usual
"Moscow*-Baku"
15 passenger car train
and leave for the South.
No one will be looking for me
in Moscow,
No voice will be calling me
in Moscow.
And I,
I'll take to Baku
the yellow door of this dormitory,
the evil and good of the streets,
the atmosphere of my narrow room
which is filled with your smiles
and the Moscow of my Baky wishes...
Page 37. 1964
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From the Book "Far
Green Island"
by Vagif Samadoghlu
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