Born: Where
Apricots blossom and pears glare
Girls' braids are longer than the trunks of trees
What have you learned from the mistakes of these?
Oh, I've been teased
For being a son of a coal miner, that is,
I was dealing with slagheaps.
-- What's your dream?
To be free and to sow sunflowers' seeds.
What have you learned from the mistakes of these?
Before I go insane, I want to squeeze
a nail into the empire's roof.
-- If you could ask God for something,
what would it be?
To make me beware
of air-raid sirens. However,
A friend's leg hit by a mine is an inappropriate fee
for living calmly in a digital and paper space.
I'd like to learn Spanish, but I won't stand the study pace;
I'd love to see Luhansk free
from the empire's military race.
So, where were you born, if ever?
Where apricots blossom,
girls with braids,
And brave men who'll put an end to the empire's "noble endeavor".