Zhadan i Sobaky

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Zhadan i Sobaky
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River

It's so quiet, like snow is falling,
Dimly disappearing between the skies.
Of all delights, light is the only thing that remains,
And sky is filled with voices.
The fire is burning for all who has left.
The news seems so bitter.
The place of goodbye is as painful as a suture,
Like you stand over the river.
 
And there is no difference near that river,
What is reflected on your eye's pupils.
Your cheekbones, the shadow on your face.
At the end, there won't be any difference.
And any of the beliefs will not matter.
And the night silence will not matter either.
Every your thing is sanctified.
Goodbye, my tender, goodbye.
 
This year begins oddly,
like someone is rewriting the rivers.
Every path of those written by us
Will lay as a darkness at the eyelids.
It is so bright, like there are burning lights,
And the stream burns from below.
Everything will be read in the depths,
And you step into the devotion, as if into the water.
 
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