And I shall watch how’s coming to its end
The universe, my country, native.
The lone one, I shall be jubilant
On its commemorations, festive.
Let my age be alone, but rejoiced,
Fallen in love with the destructive instance.
Yes, I’m the only Providence’s choice —
To witness death of the existence.
Увижу я, как будет погибать
Вселенная, моя отчизна.
Я буду одиноко ликовать
Над бытия ужасной тризной.
Пусть одинок, но радостен мой век,
В уничтожение влюбленный.
Да, я, как ни один великий человек,
Свидетель гибели вселенной.
«At blazing noon, in Dagestan’s deep valley, / a bullet in my chest, dead still I lay, / as steam yet rose above my wound, I tallied / each drop of blood, as life now now seeped away. Alone I lay within a sandy hollow, / as jagged ledges teemed there, rising steep, / with sun-scorched pe...»
«We pronounced / the simplest, poorest words / as if they had never been said. / We were saying / sun, light, grass / as people pronounce / life, love, strength. Remembered how we cleared / that eternal, accursed glacier / from the city streets — and an old man / stamped his foot...»
«He did not return, even after his death, to / That ancient city he was rooted in. / Going away, he did not pause for breath / Nor look back. My song is for him. / Torches, night, a last embrace, / Fate, a wild howl, at his threshold. / Out of hell he sent her his curse / And in heaven ...»
«"I am air and fire..." / – Shakespeare She has kissed lips already grown inhuman, / On her knees she has wept already before Augustus... / And her servants have betrayed her. Under the Roman / Eagle clamour the raucous trumpets, and the dusk has Spread. And enter the last hostage to her ...»