.. And the sun rises over the ruins ..
You say, but the wind moaning in the trees
And the globe from under the feet of drifts.
Probably, it may take some time
Before I realize.
You're saying, but I stand as a dutiful dummy
With perforated heart.
Moment, and the whole city is destroyed.
Now I have nowhere to go.
During the month of gloomy clouds gliding in the mist
At a meeting irreparable.
And, wrapped in my old scarf, I look
As the sun rises over the ruins ...
Arms stretched out, lying on broken glass,
Hardly hope that someone will hear,
The more tears, the horizon of all the brighter.
And the sky ... closer.
Unfading beauty of snowflakes
Sparks over a mountain ash berries
So slowly fades stellar distance,
And the sun rises over the ruins ...
Take off the crows circling above the ashes.
What's the price I got this wisdom?
Apparently, to become brighter and cleaner,
We need to go on buing coals.
Fallen into the water bridges once
Perform unenforceable.
Beneath the ashes once again sprout flowers
And the sun rises over the ruins ...
