I am your extended wife...
I am your extended wife.
You also have a wife — immediate.
I am needed in your life.
I commiserate completely.
I know your child holds you back.
With you arms around me wound,
You are staring at the clock —
I won’t even make a sound.
In God’s name, do not stand still...
You were meant to be together.
My extended sister will
Make your bed, it’s for the better.
On the train, I’ll flee from love,
Jealousy will drive me crazy!
Staring at your photograph,
I’ll make sure to bring a razor.
Я — двоюродная жена.
У тебя - жена родная!
Я сейчас тебе нужна.
Я тебя не осуждаю.
У тебя и сын и сад.
Ты, обняв меня за шею,
поглядишь на циферблат —
даже пикнуть не посмею.
Поезжай ради Христа,
где вы снятые в обнимку.
Двоюродная сестра,
застели ему простынку!
Я от жалости забьюсь.
Я куплю билет на поезд.
В фотографию вопьюсь.
И запрячу бритву в пояс.
«Dedicated to V.Belov O, my peaceful motherland! / Nightingales, willows and streams, / Mother's regrettable funeral, / That, all my life, I have seen. — Tell me the way to the cemetery. / I by myself cannot find. / Countrymen answered me, whispering: / It's on the opposite side. Cou...»
«Hey you there, Russia — my beloved land! / I feel so good within your deep green forests! / No singing heard, but I do sense it now, / I sense the song of some unseen strange chorus... / / It was as if the wind drove me ahead, / Through all my land — it's villages and cities! / Y...»
«From the poplars leaves have flown away, / Inescapability repeated. / Do not cry for leaves in any way, / Cry for love and tenderness frostbitten. Let the poplars now naked stand. / Do not curse the noisy storms of snow. / Nobody is to blame, my friend, / That off poplars all dead leave...»
«This here village is still full of light, / Don't you dare to predict me more pain! / Winter skies are all gleaming with stars / That so gently adorn it again. Solemnly shining, dreamily shining, / Meadow's soft murmur is heard... / Somehow my painful most memories / Starting to loosen ...»