Direct speech

Well, busy swallow,
where are you going to work?
Home, uncensored news,
Say hello from me.

Tell me what's an inch underground
and with a throat full of earth,
alive and breathing, freezing,
but still not deathly evil.

Say that, with your eyes open,
collecting sand and podzol,
I see, I still see
tramples the unconsciousness of death.

Tell me I don't hope anymore
to the meeting, but as long as she’s alive,
I won’t give up and I won’t grow cold,
And it is not just words.