My City Now is Drowsing
Author: Bulat Okudzhava
Translation: Lydia Razran Stone
Page 128 ( 1 pages)
Summary: A final poem by Okudzhava to close out this issue devoted to his beloved city.
My city now is drowsing. Well, what is that to me? /
Although I’ve been his nursemaid, his child I used to be, /
I’ve also been his workman, his soldier in the war.
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