We are alike

WE ARE ALIKE
 
               
In Russia, everybody tries to write!
But I think that I
Can also wield her words.
Anna Achmatova – my element in this world!
Poetry is her soul….

No, she wasn’t happy at all
Fate was not always fair for her
Despite of her love being so strong
That’s how it was like
A hundred years ago.

But, above all,
Russia was dear to her
With her poems, I feel the same
I feel so close, so close to them
That is my fate.

Her thoughts, her words live in me
There is a link between our fates
And our love lives, so alike
We have so much in common,
We share the same light

But so many years keep it apart.

14-10-2012

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AP (the original version – ru)


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