Granny

       Please, tell me who draws distant stars,
       making 'em strange and curly,
       And who writes the melody better
       than this falling rain?
       And why is it happened that things
       come too late or too early,
       And if I would go anywhere
       simply do it in vain?

       Please, tell why is my sinful life
       looking just like the bullet,
       And I'm as if that hunted animal
       waiting the sword?
       But you don't reply to my questions
       though I beg you do it,
       And just look at me from the photo
       without a word.

       Chorus:
       Ah, granny! Time is passing so quickly from us,
       Dawns are breaking and sunsets are going across,
       But I meet with the rush and fuss.
       Ah, granny! trains are running still after the trains
       Endless time's going over the centuries-rails,
       But your star shines for me through times and veils.

       Please, tell why the whole Universe
       doesn't have any border,
       And one day I ever should pass
       from this meaningless scene?
       Just tell me, why are there the smiles
       always force to the order,
       And I have to manage to get
       everything with the grin?

       Well, tell me what's up with my feelings
       so sleepy and stupid,
       And mirrors inform me that I'm
       not the best in a world?
       But you don't reply for my questions
       though I beg you do it,
       And just look at me from the photo
       without a word.

       Chorus.