The Song Remains – דאָס ליד איז געבליבן

Tag: summer

  • Heat

    Summer dear, you come home so brown so hot / You fall on me breathing heavy: what heat! / And I write about fjords – watery inlets / And believe my song will protect me

  • Novoyelnie (Nowojelnia / Наваельня)

    June walks around the forest with the sun / as if he held a red fruit in his mouth / and hangs onto every tree with love / and tenderly caresses every plant

  • Don’t Cry Child

    Don’t cry child / autumn will not live long in our land / he is like a poor man who is blind / the wind leads him by his hand