Ships are staying awhile, and then set their courses... But they always return through bad weather and storm. Half a year will pass - and I shall return also - For a while, to leave you for half-year or long. All return, always, yes - besides our best friends, Besides our most lovely and faithful women. All return - besides those, who we mostly need really... I believe not in fate, and the lesser in me. But I wish to believe, that this not ever so, That to burn our ships will go out of mode. Iíll, for curtain, return - all in friends and affairs - I, for curtain, shall sing - in half a year or longer.
© Lyudmila Purgina. Translation, 2011