Yevgeny Yevtushenko To Bella Akhmadulina
Something is going on, I know it,
Old friend doesn't come, he is annoyed,
And in a little fuss of days
wrong people come to see my place.
Somewhere he's walking with wrong someone,
He knows, it's true, but all is done now.
For what our feud, who can explain?..
We both are suffering of pain.
It's going on, I know it really,
wrong woman come to take my feeling,
She puts her arms on shoulders, yes,
She steals me from some other lass.
For sake of god, somebody, tell me:
Who'll give his shoulders for this lass?..
I'm stolen from her, and she shall be
stealing to be avenged, I guess.
It will be later, she will answer,
She will be fighting with herself,
And without thoughts like some romancer
she will accept somebody else.
How many nervous and so frail,
so needless ties, friendships these fails!
I feel I'm getting mad, oh, wrath!
Oh, please, somebody, come, all falls,
Tell those strange people, that's enough!
And stop disunity of souls.
1957
P.S. This is my translation of poem by Yevgeny Yevtushenko
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2018
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