о советской правозащитнице и поэтессе Наталье Горбаневской, заключенной в спецпсихбольницу

Weaver of words
Who lives alone
In fear and sorrow
Where are the words
To set you free
Perhaps tomorrow
Where is the earth
Where is the sky
Where is the light
You long for
What hope of you
Where you are now
Natalia Gorbanevskaja

Inside the ward
Naked and [bad word] Where life is stolen
From those who try
To stay alive
And not be broken
Where are the friends
Where are the men
Who among them 
Can defend you
Where is the child 
You'll never see
Natalia Gorbanevskaja

What else there lives
Behind the door
That never opens
Are you insane
As they say you are
Or just forsaken
Are you still there
Do you still care
Or are you lost forever
I know this song
You'll never hear
Natalia Gorbanevskaja

Natalia Gorbanevskaja