Author is unknown, but it may be Anna Grinko
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Today there was a distribution free of Love.
I've stood in a turn, but was the last in it.
Before me there was a girl so young,
So lean and pale with a snub nose stick
And with a high-bowed eyebrow. We
Were waiting there all day long
On cold with the clanging teeth...
The distribution stopped just before...
We failed to get Love, forlorn been.
I see the question mute in opened eyes:
'Why for? How so did it happen?
I was in queue. Where is the justice? '
The young girl prayed to heaven
With simultaneous tears, smiles.
'It can't be so, that there was the lack of Love.
I waited much with deep belief!
I've read much books, I have the right
To have true Love, believe me!
Oh please! Please give me Love!
One droplet only! Some piece!
Why should I live a mere mouse,
To go to cinema alone, to library?
I'm ready to enjoy Love's balm...Oh please! '
Such was the cry of junior loud..
This entreaty sincere was heard by an Angel
And from the heavens the consoling rain
Of happiness had falled directly on her shoulders...
And she pressed her two hands to breast,
This happy flow with her heart accepting!
She's beautiful, and lively, and so joyous!
Be happy further then, the naive soul!
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In russian:
http: //www.stihi.ru/2011/07/08/3147
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem