Here you will find thePoemI want to serve youof poet Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
1 I want to serve you On an equal footing with others; From jealousy, to tell your fortune With dry lips. The word does not slake My parched mouth, And without you, the dense air Is empty for me again. 2 I am not jealous anymore, But I want you, Alone I will take myself, Like a sacrifice, to the hangman. I will call you Neither joy, nor love; Some wild and strange blood Was switched with mine. 3 One more moment, And I will say to you: It is not joy, but torment I find in you. And, like a crime, I am drawn to you by Your tender cherry mouth Bitten in confusion. 4 Return to me at once: It is awful without you, I have never felt More strongly about you. And in the midnight drama In dream or reality, In alarm or languor, I will call you.
