Treasure Island

Yuri Starostin


A fire buzzes and hums by Vasily Bargachan

A fire buzzes and hums,
Eating greedy a branches,
And we sits with you,
As an ancestors.

We breads a cranberry tea,
In a smoked mugs
And again, on a habit,
Dreaming loud about the wives.

A brushwood shoots loud,
And we're sitting barefoot,
And a backpacks are aside,
As a guard dogs.

Костер гудит и воет,
Сжирая жадно ветки,
А мы сидим с тобою,
Как предки.

Хлебаем чай брусничный,
Из кружек подкопченнных
И снова, по привычке,
Мечтаем вслух о женах.

Стреляет хворост звонко,
А мы сидим босые,
И рюкзаки в сторонке,
Как псы сторожевые.

Submitted: Sunday, December 15, 2013
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