Elegy

    (in the memory of an old friend))

                            by (Sain Sucha)

They tell me you are gone

Gone forever —

This time the parting is final!

What do they know about parting!

You were gone before —

To the plains of Andalusia,

Or the domain called Britain,

Or just to the Old Town.

When you stepped out

And the door was shut

Did I forget you?

Did we become separable?

And now

When you have taken a different journey —

Journey to the land of unknown,

Some call it Heaven,

To others it is a place across the horizon,

To some it's a blissful sleep,

For others it is Nirvana —

Then would I forget you?

No my dear!

No matter how we describe it

The fact remains:

From the bosom of mother Earth we all come,

And to the embrace of mother Earth we all return.

So, until the day I also set out for the same embrace

Let us not bid "Good bye"

Which sounds so final and absolute.

Let us be French for a while

And say "au revoir" —

Till we meet again!