А ты думал - я тоже такая [A ty dumal - ya tozhe takaya] [English translation]

And you thought I was the same

That you could forget about me

That I flail, praying, eyes aflame

Under a horse’s hoof and knee

Maybe I’ll ask the wise matriarch

Among other things for a backbone

And I’ll give you a gift quite stark

A beloved scarf like my own

Go to hell. Don’t yell out or stare

Your soul is made out of taboo

On the sacred garden I swear

On divine icons I'll swear anew

And on our fiery nights of flare-

I will never come back for you

• Artist:Anna Akhmatova