A.Akhmatova, And There In Corner My Marble Double.. - Translation (Rus.) - Poem by Lyudmila Purgina
And there in corner my marble double
Is lying under the maple old.
It gave the image up entirely
To lake, which's green by water colour.
And fair rains are washing over
Its wounded skin... Hey! Wait me while!
My cold and white twin, I would also
Become as marble as you are...
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