Harbin

Domes of churches, domes,
 Here at home, in May lilacs,
 Everyone forgot, and the mother did not wait,
 I am without a name, as well as without a shadow.
 The city of Harbin used to be a stranger to me,
 I forgot the city, the one in which I was born,
 Are we running from someone?
 Do you hear the call?  I haven't been baptized for a long time!
 The driver sleeps with a horse,
 The theater is shining, soon bows,
 That artist, I remembered him...
 The noise of applause, there was a cry, someone's groans!
 No money to visit the Russian theater?
 So let's go, next to the Chinese theater,
 Here they want to please the masters,
 How loud!  Although the tea is simply heavenly!
 We are sitting at the table, tea is boiling,
 And on the stage, a Chinese fairy tale,
 I look, my lady is already sleeping,
 The tale is moving, the denouement is coming soon!
 Tomorrow it is necessary to decide with money
 Otherwise, they will drive you out of the apartment,
 Or the lady will have to give,
 She will float and not drown.
 Will be the lady of the Ukrainian traveller,
 Or a lady of a Chinese rogue,
 Where can I get some dough?
 The time is up and all deadlines are up!
 Gymnasium girls run to the lesson,
 Lilacs smell stupefyingly,
 I, a rogue from the rogue clan,
 I, without a homeland, songs and shadows.
 This city is like a dream...
 I'm trying, trying to wake up!
 I am Russian, I am Russian, I am he!
 Help me get back home!
 Let the country, even the house no longer exist,
 But my city is standing, what will happen to it?!
 There will be morning and there will be dawn
 In the house of childhood, which is not,
 Mom will wake me up in the morning!