I wanted so much that at least this year would become happy, calm and not as gloomy at times as several previous ones. But, alas, reality and mood:
Brodsky ..
(link to verse)
And an eternal battle.
Rest only in our dreams.
And let nothing
will not disturb dreams.
Gray night,
and dozing birds
swaying from the blue silence.
And an eternal battle.
Dawn attacks.
And the bullets
forgotten how to sing
shouted to us
that there is still Immortality ...
... And we just wanted to survive.
Forgive us.
We were boiling to the end
and perceived the world,
like a parapet.
Hearts were torn
rushed and snored,
like horses
hit by shelling.
... Say ... there ...
so that they do not wake up again.
Let nothing
will not disturb dreams.
... What of the fact
that we did not win
what of the fact
that we didn’t come back? ..