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To K Vanshenkin	A
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Our railway car was like a gypsy camp	B
Raucous shouting everywhere	C
The left platform stuffed with hay	D
sailors sleeping like gods	E
'Marusya ' someone bellowed softly	F
A red haired cat gulped cabbage soup	G
A somber fellow was being taught	H
never to cheat at cards	I
Hamming it up wasn't new to me	F
and I became famous in those circles	J
thanks to my tall American boots	K
One	A
after another	L
took me by the elbow	M
asking me to sell them	N
but I	O
only let them pat them	N
and tap them on the soles	P
But below me	F
on the way to some Yetkul	F
a boy my age	Q
with a thick head of hair	C
was traveling	R
barefoot in enormous riding breeches	P
And so what	S
if I have boots	P
and he is barefoot	T
well so what	S
but for some reason I tried	U
to look at him less often	A
I don't remember	L
in just what place	P
our train stopped for five minutes	P
The whole car was excited by the news	P
'Brothers	P
they are giving out something '	-
Half asleep dimly cursing everything	R
I wanted to put on my boots	P
but someone screamed running by	O
'You're going to be late	V
Get a move on '	-
I ran off	W
but in the frightening din	A
by the station hall	F
in the distance	P
and with my boots	P
I caught sight of that boy	X
Took off in a storm after the thief	Y
I was righteous in mighty anger	L
I jumped from one car buffer to another	L
tearing my pants on something	R
Chased after him with all my strength	Z
I pinned him to a train car	A2
where giving back my boots in silence	P
he suddenly burst out crying and ran away	D
And I	O
in a kind of shock	B2
stared and stared through the slanting rain	A
as he ran	A
over the raw ground	C2
of autumn crying barefoot	T
Then the imposing portfolio carrying	R
chief old resident of the car	A2
offered me half a glass	P
of Novosibirsk port wine	A
Girls patched my pants	P
assuring me that it was not serious	P
and out the window power lines	P
flew up and then dove down	A
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Translated by Albert C Todd	D2

Yevgeny Yevtushenko

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