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Anna Akhmatova

Oh no, I do not love you,
The burning fire of a sweet,
So explain what force
The name of your sad.

Before me as the knees
You have become like waiting for the crown,
And touched the shadow of death
Calmly the young person.

And you're gone. Not for victory,
For death. Nights deep!
Oh, my angel, I do not know, do not know
My present anguish.

But if white sun paradise
The forest will light the path,
But if a bird field
Ups with prickly bundles

I know it was you, who was killed,
I want to talk about,
Again, I see the hill pitted
Over the bloody Dniester.

Forget the days of love and glory,
I forget my youth,
The soul is dark, evil ways,
However, your image, your feat Right
Before the hour of death to save.

Summer 1917