Your Home

Based  on the poem
«Твой дом»
I have made a translation.

Fate has touched you: now’s the time to bloom and grow.
Someone unseen whispers by your side,
“The child became a teen, with time and pride,
Then grew to be an adult, wise and strong,
His fate he shaped, and rightly all along.”

He’ll be remembered through the years to come,
In his own home where life stays bright and calm.
Here’s a warm cup, a cozy blanket, rest,
And that’s enough for us, just bein.
 
Your moment’s here — step in without delay,
To your own home, your soul’s safe, quiet stay.
Feel the sweet hush, the peace that fills the air,
All that was kept is right here, everywhere.

Order and clean, a fire in your heart,
Everything waits, ready to play its part.
How long the road had been, but faith held strong,
The path to light at last has opened long.

Now your way leads toward the day’s bright glow,
Good fortune walks beside you as you go.
A light within, a joy that knows no end,
And the whole world shines as it did back then.

To love, to hope, to craft,to dream anew — blessed.

08.02.26