Little boy

Little boy, we shall meet before dawn
On the street when the underground opens
And together but each on one’s own
We shall walk with our thoughts deeply drowned

We shall not tell each other a sound
Use no words in invincible silence
But our hearts once forgotten and found
Shall be singing of wonderful wound

Which eclipsed and destroyed all the others
And tastes now kind of bitterly sweet
Came from darkened wild times of our fathers
But forgotten and lost by our brothers

We shall walk in the dark up the hill
Find a place to observe the east heavens
We shall hurry in silence but still
Every step, every breath we shall feel

On the top we shall freeze our run
Staring greedily intoxicated
With our pain and our misery gone
To the infinite birth of the Sun

When the light burns the houses on gold
We shall gaze at each other and greet
This is time for the words to be told
And a hand by a hand to be hold

Doesn’t matter if then our feet
Choose to follow the opposite pathways
With the different lifetime and speed
My dear boy, before dawn we shall meet

Moscow, 15.04.2011.