Ona

She… Ona... Behind the doors of the last wagon Za dveryami vagona poslednego She… Ona... The skies were saying goodbye to the vanished Nebesa provozhali propaschego She… Ona... They kissed with crescents of summer rain Tselovali kosoj dozhdya letnego She… Ona... Clutching the departing to their chest Prizhimaya k grudi uhodyaschee

Sleepless nights unbounded me Raskovala menya noch' bessonnaya I took perspective out of the borehole Vynul ya perspektivu iz skvazhiny Buried everything black by the train station Zakopal u vokzala vse chernoe Having prayed for the health of the enemy Pomolyas' o zdorovii vrazhiny

She… Ona... Before departing cried for half a century Do othoda polveka proplakali She… Ona... Baptized secretly with prayers over and again Vse ukradkoj krestili molitvami She… Ona... Sewed and sewed with longing and patches Ushivali toskoj, da zaplatami She… Ona... Having given foreign rhythms to drink Napoiv inozemnymi ritmami

I smeared distances across the bread Ya namazal na hleb rasstoyaniya I drowned in a dream of spring water Zahlebnulsya mechtoj rodnikovoyu I put on new strings on the road Na dorogu odel struny novye And let my circumstances down the hill Da pustil pod otkos sostoyanie

The voice is not gone yet, the eyes are in place Ne propal esche golos, na meste glaza I watch the storm playing in the sea Nablyudayu, kak v more igraet groza I didn't turn away from the road, I'm along on the way Ne svernul ya s dorogi - odin na puti Wings and feet in the sky V nebe kryl'ya i nogi What should I do? Walk. Chto delat'? Idti...