This Street-Girl Brings Good Luck Poem by Janri Gogeshvili

Racing Doesn’t Amuse The Hungry,
Can’t Fill Their Stomachs –
They Need Bread…
Life Leaves The Shore,
And The “jam” Appears,
Life Fights Against The Riverbed.

That Girl Smiles Enticingly,
Entraps A Man, Ropes Him With Craze.
The Little Boy – The Tiny “rubbish-Robber”
Holds A Duster, And Blows At The Pains.

Thanks To The Very Street-Girl
He Gets A Chance To Earn A Buck.
A Man Is Glad To Meet His “darling”.
Those Street-Girls Bring Good Luck…

11.02.2001

Translated from Georgian