Great Poem - translated to english
Our tales are now not about the magic princess,
not about virgins with eyes that are brighter than blizzards,
because to those born in the prime of Kali Yuga,
they - we - have nowhere to go.
We are going to campfire in the evening,
figuratively, of course - everyone at home,
and remember something that is so familiar
because it was yesterday.
Remember - we say - you could walk to each other,
and skateboarding, and order cola with rum.
If only I could survive this damned Kali-yuga
everything would be different!
If only the breath of this spring were not poisonous,
If everything had not been boarded up and closed -
we would live frantically, wildly, full,
we would all succeed and we could all!
We just didn’t know that every moment is important,
left easily, closing the doors forever.
But now, as this terrible time ends,
everything will be completely
absolutely
irreversibly
..the same.
not about virgins with eyes that are brighter than blizzards,
because to those born in the prime of Kali Yuga,
they - we - have nowhere to go.
We are going to campfire in the evening,
figuratively, of course - everyone at home,
and remember something that is so familiar
because it was yesterday.
Remember - we say - you could walk to each other,
and skateboarding, and order cola with rum.
If only I could survive this damned Kali-yuga
everything would be different!
If only the breath of this spring were not poisonous,
If everything had not been boarded up and closed -
we would live frantically, wildly, full,
we would all succeed and we could all!
We just didn’t know that every moment is important,
left easily, closing the doors forever.
But now, as this terrible time ends,
everything will be completely
absolutely
irreversibly
..the same.