We don't know how to say goodbye,We wander on, shoulder....

“ We don't know how to say goodbye,We wander on, shoulder to shoulderAlready the sun is going downYou're moody, and I am your shadow.Let's step inside a church, hear prayers, masses for the deadWhy are we so different from the rest?Outside in the graveyard we sit on a frozen branch.That stick in your hand is tracingMansions in the snow in which we will always be together. ”

Anna Akhmatova

From : The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova