ZHURBA

For a quiet, deep sleep I sit, And a seagull circles over the water. The seagull circles, the krills flutter, Shut the little girl if you want. Why are you, darling, anxious thoughts? Intertwined with a girl's bag? Floating my darling into someone else’s pier, In someone else's window, in someone else's wheel. Prispiv: There is no sadness, Tough abyss, You are dumb, my soul is alone. You can’t… And who is growing? My love, come back, bless you. Why, I’m happy for a long time, Did she get lost in the blue sea? In strangers there were cold nets, Darma I’m asking you around the world.