Poor Sister and Cruel Brothers


 Out of the dark grove jackdaw flies.
 It is woe for this jackdaw without its grove.
 I am in distress without my siblings.

 I have relatives - only two brothers.
 They are far away and despise me.

 -Brothers, brethren, brothers-falcons,
  Come to me in the feast time.

 -Our sister, little sister, the way is distant,
 Unprofitable journey, our sister is poor.

 Ukrainian folk song

 Poetry and Photography of Sheikh Igor ibn Abi Sufyan-Marinovsky

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