M.Tsvetaeva, Your Features... - Translation (Rus.) Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

Your...... features,
Fixed by Canon camera.
I'll grow older, but you still be
The same young as ante that.
Your...... features,
Smoothed by the hot wind.
I'll grow hunched, but you still be
The same slender as ante that.
The noon hair's shadow,
Being bend to my hoary hair...
A coeval with me, year by year,
Day by day you'll become a son gradually...
We were 36 together,
We were the nice pair...
And as a rainbow - the holy news told -
I'll [never ever] grow old!