The Sentence
by Anna Akhmatova

And the stone word fell
On my still-living breast.
Never mind, I was ready.
I will manage somehow.

Today I have so much to do:
I must kill memory once and for all,
I must turn my soul to stone,
I must learn to live again—

Unless . . . Summer\'s ardent rustling
Is like a festival outside my window.
For a long time I\'ve foreseen this
Brilliant day, deserted house.

判决

那些流言象石头一样
落在我依然呼吸起伏的胸口
没有关系，我已经准备就绪
我总归有办法妥善处理

今天我有这么多事情要做：
我必须彻底掐灭所有的记忆
我必须将我的灵魂变成石头
我必须学会重新去活

除非 这夏日炎热的骚动
在我窗外象一场欢聚
可长久以来我早已料到会如此
晴朗的天气，荒凉的屋子