Don't fear death in earthly travels.
Don't fear enemies or friends.
Just listen to the words of prayers,
To pass the facets of the dreads.
Your death will come to you, and never
You shall be, else, a slave of life,
Just waiting for a dawn's favor,
From nights of poverty and strife.
She'll build with you a common law,
One will of the Eternal Reign.
And you are not condemned to slow
And everlasting deadly pain.
Не бойся умереть в пути.
Не бойся ни вражды, ни дружбы.
Внимай словам церковной службы,
Чтоб грани страха перейти.
Она сама к тебе сойдет.
Уже не будешь в рабстве тленном
Манить смеющийся восход
В обличьи бедном и смиренном.
Она и ты — один закон,
Одно веленье Высшей Воли.
Ты не навеки обречен
Отчаянной и смертной боли.
«Oh, what a night! I cannot sleep. / The sky is moonlit. Well, I never! / It seems that I in my heart I keep / The youth that has been gone for ever. / / My friend of frosted bygone years, / Don't call a game love and affection, / I'd rather have the moonlight rays / Flow down up...»
«The snowstorm is crying like a Romany violin. / Sweet is the girl. She is wicked when smiling. / / Blue are her eyes, do the give me a scare? / I need quite a lot, and I don't really care. / / We're so much alike and so much contrasted, — / You're young. I am old. And my life has ...»
«White is the sweatshirt, and red is the sash, / I'm picking the poppies beginning to flush. / Deep is the sound of the choral song, / I know she is there now, singing along. / / She cried, I remember, on ent'ring the hut: / "You're handsome, but you are not after my heart. / The w...»
«Yes, you remember, / You certainly remember / The way I listened / Standing at the wall / As you walked to and fro about the chamber / Reproving me / With bitter words and all. / / You said / That it was time we'd parted, / And that my reckless life, / For you, was an ordeal, ...»