I'm given a body – what to do with it?

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I'm given a body – what to do with it? It is so unique and so much my own.

For the quiet happiness to breathe and live, Tell me, to whom shall I give my thanks?

I am the gardener and the flower too, In the world's dungeon I am not alone.

My breath, my warmth lay already down On the window glass of eternity.

The pattern will be imprinted there Unrecognizable from recent times.

Let the instant mud be flown away – The cherished pattern will be not erased.

1909

Дано мне тело — что мне делать с ним (Мандельштам)