to John Lennon
IMAGINE
If you close your eyes, you can imagine
A city, where instead of people
there are flowers in the valleys
Flowers in various bouquets
sometimes we lack their beauty-
Imagine it.
If you close your eyes, you can imagine
A city, where instead of people
there are birds sitting in the green leaves of trees,
There is comfort and rests in the nests,
something we both lack sometimes-
Imagine it.
If you close your eyes, you also can imagine
A city, where instead of people
there are stars in the night sky
Quietly shining there,
promising luck onthe way to you and to me-
Imagine it.
People, close your eyes, try to become a bit kinder-
Life's just a vanity-
things are brighter and clearer in the world,
In the soft grass of the meadows
and in the blue height of the clouds,
Where we stay together-
Imagine it
Summer 1979
The other personal page of Zhuravliova
With empty garrett eyes,
which indifferently bore the sleepless darkness,
the idols of building stnad stoically one by one
Bringing no joy ao both ear and mind
The city pulses with its road measures,
And traffic lights fire accross.
But january's verge is ripped by the sharp end of the moon
And the star looks through heaven's hole
At all this resigned sleeping kingdom,
At the false happiness of varied adverstisements,
At the eveil skillfulness of those mechanic creatures,
Which fly at night on the heels of death,
At all this miracle, forsaken by God,
Which is hardly useful for the next life,
And the Lord justly grants rest
To someone who earned it with pain.
You, a britght-faced princess, mistress of loneliness,
Who enlightenes the misty sacred Milky Way
Looking with interest from the heavens
Glancing lightly without concealment
And sometimes, affected, swim away into the clouds.
You and me, we resemble each other -
Wondering lonely at night
And disturbing one's clear mind,
Driving away the strongest dreams.
You look at me with your bright eyes
And at once I get your magic law
