translation of this Жизнь.
The life is hard, can't sleep today.
A boring rain taps in my window.
Just sitting quiet, think of my way.
With swarm of thoughts around winnowed.
I think about the world, my soul,
Of friendship, happiness and love.
About things that gnaw us always,
About meaning of my life.
Your words so true and so exiting,
Life simply... sucks, insane flow.
But walking through its nooks and crannies,
I understood: I love it, though.
It is so wonderful and awful
Disgusting and so nice to me.
Sometimes dangerous or peaceful
So often guileful, and true...
It is despairingly boring,
And fascinating every day.
It favours us with hopes so often,
And after, takes them back, away.
But how it looks like not important.
Much more important life, itself!
Just search for life and it will open
To you its beauty and its depth.
