The Exile

Written by: Aleh Barysau

The planet blue in orbit flies 
in detached depressing space, – 
me God expelled from paradise, 
I roam in darkness disengaged. 

Cast net here, there – all in vain: 
I cannot catch the golden fish, 
all living things will fade away 
in the entire world unleashed. 

The planet tilted forward flies; 
lie hungry I in the sun`s spot – 
me God expelled from paradise, 
an` I shall merge with cosmos cold.

(translated from Russian)