Post by ernesto thaddeus m. solmerano on Jun 13, 2007 6:20:17 GMT -5
We Don’t Know How To Say Goodbye
By Anna Akhmatova
We don’t know how to say goodbye,
We wander on, shoulder to shoulder
Already the sun is going down
You’re moody, and I am your shadow.
Let’s step inside a church, hear prayers,
masses for the dead.
Why are we so different from the rest?
Outside in the graveyard we sit on a
frozen branch.
That stick in your hand is tracing
Mansions in the snow in which we will
always be together.
By Anna Akhmatova
We don’t know how to say goodbye,
We wander on, shoulder to shoulder
Already the sun is going down
You’re moody, and I am your shadow.
Let’s step inside a church, hear prayers,
masses for the dead.
Why are we so different from the rest?
Outside in the graveyard we sit on a
frozen branch.
That stick in your hand is tracing
Mansions in the snow in which we will
always be together.