Poem dedicated to memory of Eduard Nektalov by the Elizarov family of Tel-Aviv & New York.
“You were and you will be a close friend” The trembling voice from New York, As if feeling guilty, Said, “In Manhattan Nektalov Eduard has been brutally murdered.” Tears streamed from the eyes And my (or the) heart skipped a beat in my (or the) chest Because Eduard was a brother in essence For the Elazarov family. He was kind and hospitable, Caring and honest he was. He usually didn’t just pass by He always hurried to help everyone. Eduard passed away In the prime of his life. It’s irreplaceable loss, And there are no words for solace. What we can do if life is cruel sometimes. It’s impossible to foresee it. And along winding roads, It always hastens us. And who and how will be gone – Only our Creator knows about it. You were and you will be a close friend – Nektalov Eduard . And no matter how it hurts us, We have to live with this pain. I swear that we will be loyal to Keep Honorable Eduard in our memory. Tel Aviv – New York -------------------------...
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