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It took place at the sea

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by: Ilya Shambat - Fri, 27 Oct 2023 21:09 UTC

It took place at the sea, in the foam of the ocean,
Where the carriage of city rarely arrives.
In the tower of a palace the queen was playing Chopin,
And to sound of Chopin the page fell in love.

It was all very simple, it was all very dear:
The page asked her to cut pomegranate in half,
And she gave him a half, and the page she did tire,
And to sound of sonatas the queen fell in love.

And she later submitted, submitted with thunder,
Like a slavegirl the queen slept the night till the day.
It took place at the sea, where the turquoise waves wander,
Where the page's sonatas and azure foam play.

By Igor Severyanin
Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat
https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat

Subject	Author
It took place at the sea	Ilya Shambat