Весна... ― It's spring...

Весна. По улице прошла
традиционная гармошка,
и белым цветом зацвела
в прохладном подполе картошка.
Под вечер курочка тишком
снесла яичко, а спросонок
уже гуляет петушком
неоперившийся цыпленок.

1959

Олег Чухонцев Oleg Chukhontsev

It's spring. A traditional concertina
Has made its way along the street
And down in the cellar's cool a spud
Has suddenly blossomed out in white
As evening nears, a pullet quietly
Lays an egg while, neither asleep
Or awake, an unfledged chick is mincing
About already like a cockerel.

Translated from the Russian by Mark Hutchinson