Cinq mélodies d'après Anna Akhmatova

Широк и жёлт вечерний свет,
Нежна апрельская прохлада.
Ты опоздал на много лет,
Но всё-таки тебе я рада.

Сюда ко мне поближе сядь,
Гляди весёлыми глазами:
Вот эта синяя тетрадь -
С моими детскими стихами.

Прости, что я жила скорбя
И солнцу радовалась мало.
Прости, прости, что за тебя
Я слишком многих принимала.

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• by Anna Andreyevna Akhmatova (1889 - 1966), no title [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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Звенела музыка в саду
Таким невыразимым горем.
Свежо и остро пахли морем
На блюде устрицы во льду.

Он мне сказал: «Я верный друг!»
И моего коснулся платья.
Так не похожи на объятья
Прикосновенья этих рук.

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А скорбных скрипок голоса
Поют за стелющимся дымом:
«Благослови же небеса -
Ты в первый раз одна с любимым.»

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Как забуду? Он вышел, шатаясь,
Искривился мучительно рот...
Я сбежала, перил не касаясь,
Я бежала за ним до ворот.

Задыхаясь, я крикнула: «Шутка
Всё, что было. Уйдёшь, я умру».
Улыбнулся спокойно и жутко
И сказал мне: «Не стой на ветру».

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Как велит простая учтивость,
Подошел ко мне. Улыбнулся,
Полуласково, полулениво
Поцелуем руки коснулся.
И загадочных, древних ликов
На меня поглядели очи...
Десять лет замираний и криков,
Все мои бессонные ночи
Я вложила в тихое слово
И сказала его напрасно.
Отошел ты, и стало снова
На душе и пусто и ясно.

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• by Anna Andreyevna Akhmatova (1889 - 1966), no title, written 1911-15, appears in Чётки = Chjotki, in Смятение = Smjatenije, no. 3 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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Я улыбаться перестала,
Морозный ветер губы студит,
Одной надеждой меньше стало,
Одною песней больше будет. 
И эту песню я невольно
Отдам за смех и поруганье,
Затем, что нестерпимо больно
Душе любовное молчанье.

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Researcher for this text: Guy Laffaille [Guest Editor]