Kukushka (Кукушка) (Engels vertaling)
(1) How many tunes are there left to play?
Tell me, songbird (cuckoo), sing out.
Where should I go, where should I stay?
Will I falter or rise to the stars?
Look down on me, Sun, and see
That my hand has become a fist.
And if there’s a fuze, then give me fire.
Who will follow on this lonely trail?
The strong and brave lie in the fields.
But some are left to countervail;
Adamant like hardened steel
Where are you now, my precious freedom?
Who joins you to greet the sunrise?
Have fallen under a leash
From freedom sweet to bitter defeat
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