Белая гвардия
Zoya Yashchenko
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White guard, white snow
White music of revolutions
White woman, nervous laugh
Touch gently a white dress
Open a window with a white hand
Without seeing the daylight outside
Drink up white wine and then
Go to the red street in white
When you get back
Things will change, we'll hardly recognize each other
When you are back
But I won't be your wife or even your friend
When you come back
To me who used to love you so madly
When you get back
You'll see, the die was cast long ago and without us
Grey dusk of the past
Creeps along the streets shyly
The light in that window fades away
Music sheets are worn out, sounds are loud
Delicate fingers play a chord.
We'll not be forgiven for reckless talent
Five oceans of the world
Hit the grate of the steel gate
A red tram was heard at night
Red sunset burned out in the glass
Red-red banners, red-red flags
Fell down from red trees
I didn't expect to see you in October
I dreamed and checked my dream book
In the morning when new day broke
Red horses stamped the window sill
When you get back
Things will change, we'll hardly recognize each other
When you are back
But I won't be your wife or even your friend
When you come back
To our city, the 'promised land'
When you get back.
So unreal and very welcome