Konstantin Mikha Simonov

1915 - 1979 / Petrograd

That's How We Live, Without Forgetting...'

That's how we live, without forgetting,
Today it's him, tomorrow I.
The cup of death goes round the table
And each must wait his turn to die.

If I am blind to how you treat me.
It's not because I cannot see.
It is because, around the table,
The cup comes round again towards me!
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