Loudly
A little ring rolled through a hole in a pocket
Nightly
They rubbed their eyes with handkerchiefs
That’s how it was
In spite of all the deaths
The clay will help us
The clay will show us
The clay will teach us
Suddenly
The scythe missed and landed on a stone
Soberly
Flags turned white at faraway latitudes
That’s how it turned out
In spite of all the deaths
The clay will help us
The clay will show us
The clay will teach us
Warmly
Milk will boil in a mother’s chest
Sweetly
Vasilyok1 will grind his teeth at night
That’s how it will be
In spite of all the deaths
The clay will help us
The clay will show us
The clay will teach us
1. this is a name, but it also means cornflower