You know: just reach out your hand . . .
Written by Dmytro Chystiak
Translated from the Ukrainian by Hilary Sheers
Narrated by Kristine Doll
You know: just reach out your hand –
And frightened birds will fall to earth,
What gilds these grey-blue waters?
There is no need for a distant voice …
Yet I do not pass by you again –
And evening’s threshold opens
In the sparkling of emerald eyes
(Above receding waters is an emerald shore),
Although your words breathe farewell,
But gazing into dreams of birds
I feel a warmth through years
I feel a warmth through distance,
What lay down today between us,
What cries silently between us –
Yet warmth will envelop emerald:
Above the mountains as it does today,
Dnieper waters flow and golden birds.