My youth was hard to endure.
With so much sorrow to bear.
How can a soul this poor
Be returned to You rich and fair?
A song of praise, long and elegant,
The flattering fate sings fervent.
Lord, Almighty! I’m negligent,
Always Your miserly servant.
Not a rose, not a blade of grass
Will I be Your garden, Father.
I tremble at every speck of dust,
At each word that a fool may utter.
Дал Ты мне молодость трудную.
Столько печали в пути.
Как же мне душу скудную
Богатой Тебе принести?
Долгую песню, льстивая,
О славе поет судьба,
Господи! я нерадивая,
Твоя скупая раба.
Ни розою, ни былинкою
Не буду в садах Отца.
Я дрожу над каждой соринкою,
Над каждым словом глупца.
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«"My dear, / Did you hear / Good news?!" / Running in / Said / The Mouse to the Rat, / "No more mews / We'll ever hear / Here. / I've seen / Myself, our Cat / Was by the Lion caught. / I am so glad!" / "In vain! / You'd better not", / The Rat rep...»
«The Monkey looking at her image in a mirror / Conspiratorially whispered to the Bear, / Right in his ear, / "Look, my dear, / Just look about. / Yes, right here. / D'you see this ugly snout? / I swear / That I would hang myself at once / If I would bear / With her just s...»
«The Donkey was employed in a track farm / To supersede jackstraws / And save the crop from any harm / From sparrows and crows. / This Donkey was a honest guy, / And that is why / In August, June, or even in July / He was not ever caught at stealing / A single leaf, and there is ...»