Two months has passed since then,
And now, within the ring of Kremlin’s walls,
There’s no disputes in the corridors of power
And yet the wind of change
Is held back for some time
By the people, who regarded it
To be a great problem…
She had to control everything
Just like she has now, though
And that’s why that very decision was even more difficult:
Everybody knew that it
Shouldn’t had been made
Because it could have lowered the efficiency of governance…
By her thirteen years,
She has been able to become
Someone surprisingly similar to us, occasionally.
And it was so easy
To fall in love with her
And to be jealous of authorities,
As if she was a human…