Let's Sing, My Friend Poem by Liza Sud

Let's sing, my friend about something sad?
I want sublunary time to pass.
'As by a patchwork coverlet grass spilled
at the foot of the hills and small birds whistle.. '

My voice is soft, and volumed as a velvet
And yours is thick, with barely heard hoarse,
We merged together in the half black hall,
and someone's blessed peace we're breaking.

'Day burnt out in the boundless forests,
The moon ascended as imposing Tsar.
Throwing its rays by distant hotspots,
The night started its melody for grass... '

we became silent, sang it to the end.
And it is quiet suddenly and empty.
We both feel lonely on the earth again.
Let's sing another song, my friend?