I have come to you with greetings,
To say that the sun has risen
And that it is quivering on the leaves
With its fiery light;
To say that the forest has woken —
Everything has woken, every branch,
Every bird has stirred,
Full of springtime thirst;
To say that I have come to you,
As yesterday, again with joy,
That my whole soul is now ready
To serve both happiness and you;
To say that from all around
Gaiety is flowing into me,
That I don’t know what I’ll sing myself —
But only that a song is forming.
Я пришёл к тебе с приветом,
Рассказать, что солнце встало,
Что оно горячим светом
По листам затрепетало;
Рассказать, что лес проснулся,
Весь проснулся, веткой каждой,
Каждой птицей встрепенулся
И весенней полон жаждой;
Рассказать, что с той же страстью,
Как вчера, пришёл я снова,
Что душа всё так же счастью
И тебе служить готова;
Рассказать, что отовсюду
На меня весельем веет,
Что не знаю сам, что́ буду
Петь — но только песня зреет.
«Amidst the noisy ball, in Hell / Of everyday distress, / I’ve seen you, but the secret’s veil / Was covering your face. Your fair eyes were sad and bright, / And voice was so sweet, / As sound of a pipe apart / Or murmur of the sea. I’ve liked your fine and slender waist, / And...»
«In desert, withered and burned, / On ground that is dry and sultry, / Anchar, alone in the world, / Stands like an awful, silent sentry. The nature of the thirsty land, / Has borne him on the day of terror, / And flesh of roots and boughs, dead, / Was filled with venom blood forever. T...»
«By gates of Eden, Angel, gentle, / Shone with his softly drooped head, / And Demon, gloomy and resentful / Over the hellish crevasse flapped. The spirit of qualm and negation / Looked at another one — of good, / And fire of the forced elation / First time he vaguely understood. “I...»
«The lazy artist-boor is blacking / The genius's picture with his stuff, / Without any sense a-making / His low drawing above. But alien paints, in stride of years, / Are falling down as a dust, / The genius's masterpiece appears / With former brilliance to us. Like this, the darkly app...»