Conversation With a Friend
What happened? Tell!
Our eyes are wet with tears,
Why don’t our horses run any more?
Nothing happened.
Simply we have grown old and tired.
For us only rest and coziness is needed.
What happened? Tell!
Why do we not sleep?
Why do our thoughts knock on our souls?
Nothing happened.
Simply, thoughts like birds
turn, seek answers,
and souls are silent.
What happened? Tell!
We trust only in «today»,
have lost our dreams
and fail to appease alarms.
Nothing happened.
New Year has melted the snow,
April’s rain has passed,
The sun shines again.
Perhaps the dreams will come back.
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