Let It Be Someone Poem by Viktor Krivulin

let it be someone good
who would come to us and say:
it is not scary to live life is shorter
than sunbeam bouncing

from mirrors... why are you
turning back?
once they took banks and post offices
train station is taken - what did you expect from them

let them take and sort
but as soon as windows аre opened -
immediately harps will play
and guitars will ring

Translated from Russian by Tatiana Bonch-Osmolovskaya