Bulat Okudzhava
The night duty in april

What a wonderful and lovely night we’re having!
But my mother is alarmed and worried strongly.
— Why do you stay out at these hours, darling,
on your own
and so lonely?

— I’m on my way towards the end of April, dear,
I should say, the stars have grown kind and round...
Mother, I’m just on duty here,
It’s my April
Nightly round

— Sonny, dear, I remember all your story;
now you’re sad, your eyes are filled with grievance...
Maybe, she’s forgotten you, and isn’t sorry,
and she doesn’t
seek forgiveness?

— I’m on my way towards the end of April, dear,
I should say, the stars have grown kind and round...
Mother, I’m just on duty here,
It’s my April
nightly round...

Translated by Alec Vagapov