'Drowsiness returns me'

by Anna Akhmatova

　　To our last starry paradise –

　　That city of pure fountains,

　　Golden Bakhchisarai.

　　There behind the striped fence,

　　By pensive waters,

　　We remembered with joy

　　The gardens of Tsarskoye Selo.

　　And suddenly we saw

　　Catherine's eagle – there!

　　Swooping into the valley

　　From the wondrous gate of bronze.

　　To keep the song of the pain of parting

　　Alive in the memory,

　　Autumn in her dark skirt

　　Brought the red leaves.

　　Scattered them on the steps,

　　Where I said farewell,

　　Whence into the realm of shadows

　　You my consolation, fled.