I'll leave your quiet yard

I'll leave your quiet yard and your white house -
Let life be empty and with light complete. 
I'll sing the glory to you in my verse 
Like not one woman has sung glory yet. 

And that dear girlfriend you remember  
In heaven you created for her sight, 
I'm trading product that is very rare - 
I sell your tenderness and loving light.

By Anna Akhmatova
Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat
https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat