Письмо сестре от брата
A letter from his elder brother sister
How are you, my sister?
What you wind sing?
Who nights hugs,
About you know the whole truth?
For sins, loving, forgiving,
Protects from scum?
Never in my eyes is not lying,
Beloved calls?
Remember, together we sang:
If only there was no war ...
Sang us a girlfriend,
And Chechen and Khokhlushka,
And Tatar, and Kazakhs,
And beauty and nuns.
And, in spite of adversity,
Were we're close.
No closer sibling
We kinship with you rich
And the history of their
From ancient times to the present day.
I'm a fool, probably with the mind
But I will not give you offense.
Spared from war
And shall be comforted as I can