Юной я тогда была,
С нежною душой,
Сердце мне разбили в хлам,
Ах, как нехорошо!
Неудачников стезя,
Та любовь - беда.
Раз разбила сердце я;
И это хуже, да.
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A Very Short Song
by Dorothy Parker
Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.
Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.