Sergei Prokofiev - Memory of the Sun
No. 3 of Five Poems of Anna Akhmatova, Op. 27 (1916)
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Memory of the Sun
The memory of the Sun fades from my heart,
The grass yellows.
The wind blows the first snowflakes
Softly, softly.
The transparent fan of the willow
Unfolds in the empty blue.
Perhaps it is for the best
That I did not become married to you.
The memory of the Sun fades from my heart.
What is it? Darkness? Maybe so!
As night closes in,
Winter will follow.
Anna Akhmatova (1911)
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