The evening light is bright and wide,
The April's chill is like my tears.
Today I am a joyful bride,
Though you are late for many years.
Please, take a seat and take a look,
Your happy eyes reflect my feelings,
So here it is, my blue notebook
Containing all my childish lyrics.
I'm sorry, I have lived in pain
And all my life I've spent in danger,
And I've been looking for in vain
And saw your face in every stranger.
Анна Ахматова Широк и желт вечерний свет
© Copyright: Лала Алиева-Клычкова, 2015
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