Нюркина Песня [Nyurkina Pesnya] [English translation]

The girl put out her clobber to the floor

She has started playing patience with four clubs

The girl lost her joy right at the dawn of spring

On her visits she’s forgotten all the bling

The white light hits the eyes like a biting silt

The blank verse hits the mind like a tuneless warble

Like a holey blanket snow shields the fields

Like a tired moth the white dreams come across

The unfolded wall displayed the woman’s trouble

And the wobbly silence has begun to blub

Upon strangers’ simple words like upon hands

Upon the hamstringed back heels upon the heads

The cracked glass is filled with cold and musty tea

Not enough for the old deals to fly away

There are situated photos, stars and dreams

How can I make this good for everyone?

All she knew and all she had born in her mind

Was swept off the window stool by a tom-cat

Drinking the brought brandy with the heartthrobs

She was being quickly taught what is what

Whisk those sitting under the window leaf

The night wind from the Ob started to chill

So think longingly of the loved sun of yours

It’s not the wind swaying the branches

It’s not the rustle in the trees …*

• Artist:Yanka Dyagileva