Don’t look up at the sky, people, proudly,
Forgive all those who’ve been unkind.
Let your soul spread wide and freely,
And guard your heart – it’s your true guide.
We’re born on Earth with hope inside,
But live as if love’s long denied.
We’re naked, though our clothes we wear,
And die with coldness in the air.
Until our death, this life’s a chance
To choose the right path, take a stand.
We lose ourselves in earthly whirl,
Not seeing life’s true sense, its pearl.
Let a tear roll down for memory’s sake,
While joy fills up your heart, awake!
A land eternal, where God’s Heavens lie,
Faithful Russia, when love’s held high!
August 2020, Saint Petersburg
Photo from the author’s archive.
Kirov Region, Slobodskoy, 2015.
Don t look up at the sky, people, proudly
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