Serge Lyrewing Poet Lyric

And It's Really Great By Igor Brusentsev

In this world I am like unwanted guest,
Piercing cold blows around and everywhere,
I'm not lost, but abandoned, and my chest
is alone with the city and it's fair.

Among meanness, betrayal and the court
that is ready to punish like the fate,
There's one thing that can ease my heavy lot:
Oh, I love you so, and it's really great.

And it seems I will stay forevermore
in these very big lists of missing men
on the fronts of unseen and secret war
of the talent and uselessness, what's then?

Non-interference law is all around,
They melt tin, not the gold, with cruel hate,
But there's one thing that I can loudly sound:
Oh, I love you so, and it's really great.

Oh, I see among mountains of state stuff,
In the silly realm of the mouth and bait,
Oh, I know there's one thing that is enough:
Yes, I love you so, and it's really great.

I give promise to you forevermore,
I will not be the prey of crow and fate,
There's one thing that can warm my coldest core,
Oh, I love you so, and it's really great.

P.S. This is my translation of poem by Igor Brusentsev

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