Gold epaulettes glittered
Gold epaulettes glittered
Gold epaulettes glittered.
The aroma of wax filled the night.
The young cornet and the lady
Waltzed by candlelight.
They waltzed, waltzed, waltzed.
It seemed, they could waltz forever.
What a pity, he’d met her too late.
They so fit together.
He should go to war next day,
Maybe he’d be hit by a shrapnel sting.
But for now he was full of love,
And night was in full swing
They waltzed, waltzed, waltzed.
It seemed, they could waltz forever.
In that hour they have become
Really close together.
The glitter of his epaulettes
Reminded him persistently,
That dawn would come soon
And the sun would rise over the Neva*.
They waltzed, waltzed, waltzed.
It seemed, they could waltz forever.
In that night they danced so long
And desperately embraced together.
She promised to wait for him.
But every war is full of loss and pain.
They didn’t know that they’d
Never meet each other again.
They waltzed, waltzed, waltzed.
And the night was their friend.
They waltzed, waltzed, waltzed.
But the dance came to an end.
* The Neva is a river in northwestern Russia. It flows through the city of Saint Petersburg, which was the imperial capital of Russia from 1712 to 1918.
About the author:
Alexander Stepanov is a poet. He was born February 25, 1981 in the town of Solnechnogorsk in the Moscow Region. He tried to write his first poems, when he was only twelve. He graduated from Moscow State University of Culture. His poems were published in the anthologies of the literary portal Stihi.Ru. In 2015 he was awarded the diploma for participation in the Literary and Poetry Contest “Poklonimsya velikim tem godam” (“Let’s give a bow to those great years”), dedicated to the celebration of the 70th anniversary of the Victory in the Great Patriotic War. http://www.stihi.ru/avtor/alexandr10
