Poems by Anna Akhmatova
In The Evening
... And the despondent voices of the violins ...
"If the Moon On the Skies..."
... If the moon on the skies does not roam, ...
This Evenings Light Is Golden Bright
... And was not grateful for the sun rays&hellip ...
"I Was Born In the Right Time..."
... Like sad birds, in the evening aroused, ...
And As It's Going..
... The bird began to sing the song of light and pleasure ...
The Grey-Eyed King
... .. During one night her black hair turned to grey ...
White Flock
... Copyright English translation by Ilya Shambat (ilya_shambat@yahoo ...
