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David Vogel

My horses climb slowly

My horses climb slowly
on the way up the mountain
night has settled black
within us and everything.
 
My wagon creaks heavily for a moment
as if loaded with thousands of dead.
 
I will send a quiet tune
far off
on the waves of night.
 
My horses listen and climb slowly.

My horses climb slowly

David Vogel

David Vogel

(Rusland, 1891 - 1944)

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My horses climb slowly

My horses climb slowly

My horses climb slowly
on the way up the mountain
night has settled black
within us and everything.
 
My wagon creaks heavily for a moment
as if loaded with thousands of dead.
 
I will send a quiet tune
far off
on the waves of night.
 
My horses listen and climb slowly.
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