Under the Sky

Written by: Aleh Barysau

Forward i go under the sky,
in hand an only talent,
a star attracts me on the sly 
to manna from the heaven.

My bare soul, run to the star, 
salt down my body!
from ennui keep away my arm,
myself keep busy!

The star shines in eternal dark,
it takes not much -
the only talent  -  a coin of odd -
for food the charge.

(translated from Russian)


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