A.Akhmatova, Grasped my hands... - translation (rus.)
by Anna Akhmatova
Grasped my hands under the veil dark 'n swarthy...
'Why today so pale are you? '
'That's from sorrow, the astringent sorrow,
Which I've fed to him fully, as truth.'
How could I forget? He went staggering,
The twisted mouth and grimace on face...
I've run, trying not to touch rails,
I've followed him up to gates.
Gasped for breath, I've cried to him: 'Joke!
All was joke! I'll die, when you go...'
Smiled he, said so quiet with horror:
'Don't stay in the wind, it is cold! '
Topic of this poem: love and pain
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