I was crazy about this adventure,
At last my dream has realized!
But here I’m just a stranger –
Dreams and reality haven’t harmonized.
Everything is so alien to me here
And I feel lonely like a recluse.
I won’t find relatives somewhere near,
Home-sickness makes me reduce.
This night I’ve dreamt of my home,
Of my Russia, of my native land,
Of the blue church with the gold dome,
Where my parents’ support is at hand.
There, in my country, I am loved,
That gives me strength and peace of mind.
In remote Russia I am always beloved,
There everyone is so native and kind!
My Granny pours some milk for me,
A friend invites round for a cup of tea
And a cowboy picks up flowers for me…
But here nobody will do this for me!..
I am just a stranger in this country,
I know – nobody will remember me.
I miss my Russia, the cold country,
My home, relatives – ma vie!..
I m just a stranger here
© Copyright: Индри, 2006
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