[Laika]: 661.Poetry.Songs for the Leaving.Journey Song

let's go to Latvia
basswood grow by the rivers
houses are silent
just like people, only weaker
               drinking cheap lager
               with newly met friends
               we would speak in a language we don't know

or Siberia
the train would scream at the station, rails shiny with snow
inside shines brass
          this is an expensive trip
air quivers above the chimney, awaits for departure