Young Russian Pesants Conversatioon by Eddy Khanok

So I say: "Spring," I say,
She says: "It seems so."
And I say: "Beauty," I say,
She says: "what no!

"Look," I say, "the moon," I say,
And the stars are like crumbs”.
She says: "The lamp is burning there,
And the midges are hovering over dump”.

And I say: "I'll sing you then 
All my true  songs, listen."
She says: "No, I don't like them,
My ears hurt from the songs rather !”

And I say: "Who are you with," I say,
"Are melting from the happiness of love?"
She says: "What's the point of talking! in vain
You know yourself", she says, dove.

And I say: "I'm not holding you back,
I don't care about you, zymosis!”
She says: "Well, I see, Jack,
You've become bold in your speeches." 

And I say: "Goodbye," I say, "That's my word hard ,"
She says: "Wait," she says, "Let's talk again, hurt."

Then I say: “spring, I say”,
She says again: “it looks like…”
And I say: “beauty”,I say!
She says: so what in your mind?"