Daughters - A. Vertinsky

In broad daylight
To little angels came to me!
And all what I laughed on before
Is now delighting me!
Yes, I confess, I lived so loud,
But with no counting with me, wife
Has put that fun and outrage out
By bringing daughters in my life.

I was against. Why complicate
My life with diapers and so?
But daughters climbed inside my heart
Like kittens in a stranger's bed.
And with new life meaning and aim
Now like a bird, I build a nest,
And time to time, surprising myself,
I sing upon their cradle :


Daughters, daughters, daughters mine!
 O, where are you, my dear, my larks!
You'll grow with time, o daughters mine,
And you will have your dear and lark.


A lot of russian sun and light
Will be in their lifes,
And, which is main, their motherland
Will always be with them.
They'll have a home. And lots of toys,
We'll dress the Christmas tree ...
And I will find some ladies old
For those two angels born to me.

So that the ladies could sing songs
And tell them stories in the night,
So that their years would slowly go
And they could not forget childhood.
Though I will get a little old,
My soul will be as young as they,
And I'll be praying kind God
To do extend my sinful day.

O daughters mine, soon they will grow,
And have their dears and larks,
And close my eyes on burial ground
And two same larks will sing me songs.


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