Anna Akhmatova

Here you will find the Poem The Last Toast of poet Anna Akhmatova

The Last Toast

I drink to home, that is lost,
To evil life of mine,
To loneness in which we?re both,
And to your future, fine, -- 

To lips by which I was betrayed, 
To eyes that deathly cold,
To that that the world is bad and that
We were not saved by God.