Hedee Vasily Bargachan Poem by Yuri Starostin

Hedee
I can't hide the doubt-
Really the oldmans
are dancing there?
Their movements,
As the boys has
Are easy.
So easy,
As if its are
The hovering bird in the blue,
If it is
From the dawn
The patches of light on the grass.
If the first snowflakes
Were slipped in the morning,
As the light featherlets
Does swirled in the wind!
And the cheerful singer
Collects all the people
Look at the unprecedented,
The wonderful dance.
Let long ago the dancers are grey hair-
What are the past years!
Who's dancing
The dance hedeе -
Are never got older