С лицом измученным и серым, на белой смятой...

With a tormented and gray face
on a crumpled white sheet
like a victim of rabid cholera
lies knees against the wall.
Groans like a childbirth
shaking thermometer in his hands.
All the tribulation of the Jewish people
froze in narrowed pupils.
Strong-willed chin
foamy saliva flows.
He whispers plaintively and timidly:
"How are you and the children now alone ?? .."
In the apartment, conversations subsided,
the night light burns barely.
Dark. All curtains are down.
My husband ... thirty-seven and two)))))))