Dmitrii Mikhal’tsev

YOU DID NOT DIE MY FRIEND

We see off friends, we forgive enemies.
At the moment of death, they have such little time to linger,
To stay amongst us, in our passing dreams.
Just for one more moment, to stay a little longer.

You did not die my friend, you simply went away…
Like migrating birds, flying to the South.
I know, that up there you are ok,
I am on the mortal earth, and for you
I will silently pray.

You did not leave fate, you did not cheat her.
Where does the journey end, on earth? – where did you go to the sky?
Who will sing a parting song on the road there?
Who can tell us? None of those alive have been there to die.

You did not die my friend, you simply went away…
Like migrating birds, flying to the South.
I know, that up there you’re ok,
I am on the mortal earth, and for you
I will silently pray.

God takes in his hands those who he needs,
Who in their lifetime, carried out their earthly duties true.
You abandoned the fires, took the eternal darkness, such deeds,
You took a step to the line, where it only remained to remember you…

You did not die my friend, you simply went away…
Like migrating birds, flying to the South.
I know, that up there you’re ok,
I am on the mortal earth, and for you
I will silently pray.