There is this hard,
This shameful.
Almost impossible —
Hard:
It is to lift the eyelashes
And look into the face of a mother,
Whose son was killed.
But one shouldn’t talk about that.
Есть такое трудное,
Такое стыдное.
Почти невозможное —
Такое трудное:
Это — поднять ресницы
И взглянуть в лицо матери,
У которой убили сына.
Но не надо говорить об этом.
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