Ніч єднає звуки.
Ніч сама в собі.
Взявшися за руки,
сидимо в журбі.
Ніч не йде нікуди,
перше світло ллє...
Що ж із нами буде?
Що із нами є?
The sounds at night are all united,
The night was all within itself.
We took each other by the hands and
We're sitting here, silent and sad.
The night won't leave this place, it's static,
Its light flows slowly from the sky,
What's there for us, what's gonna happen?
And what is happening right now?
© Ivan Sokulsky
© Translated into English by Maryna Tchianova
Ivan sokulsky ua-en
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2021
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