Wind blows swan…

Wind blows swan,
The sky is blue blood.
advancing anniversary
The first days of your love.

You broke the spell my,
years sailing, like water.
Why did not you old,
And such, as he was then?

Even louder voice gentle,
Only wing time
Glory dawned snowy
serene brow.

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Anna Akhmatova
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