Translation:Tristia/Sisters heaviness and tenderness – your signs are the same

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Sisters heaviness and tenderness – your signs are the same. Bees and wasps are sucking the heavy rose. Man is dying. The heated sand is chilling, And yesterday's sun is carried away on a black stretcher.

Ah, heavy honeycombs and tender nets, It is easier to lift a stone than to repeat your name! I have a single care left in this world, A golden care – to overcome the burden of time.

I drink the misty air like dark water Time is ploughed, and a rose was the soil. In the slow whirlpool the heavy and tender roses, Heaviness and tenderness are entwined into twin wreaths.

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