名人诗歌|I Taught Myself To Live Simply

I taught myself to live simply and wisely，

to look at the sky and pray to God，

and to wander long before evening

to tire my superfluous^{1 worries.}

When the burdocks rustle^{2 in the ravine}

and the yellow-red rowanberry cluster droops³

I compose happy verses

about life's decay， decay and beauty.

I come back. The fluffy^{4 cat}

licks my palm， purrs so sweetly

and the fire flares^{5 bright}

on the saw-mill turret^{6 by the lake.}

only the cry of a stork^{7 landing on the roof}

occasionally breaks the silence.

If you knock on my door

I may not even hear.

Anna Akhmatova