He's taken all from me, executioner God.
Health, strength of will, the air, and sleep.
Only one thing did he leave me, and that
Is you, that I may continue to praise him.
Всё отнял у меня казнящий бог:
Здоровье, силу воли, воздух, сон,
Одну тебя при мне оставил он,
Чтоб я ему еще молиться мог.
«In a window, light, / No one's asleep. / Drinking wine tonight? / Or not drinking it? / Or two lovers can't, / Let each other go... / Every house, friends, / Has this kind of window. Trysts and partings scream — / Window in the dark! / Maybe — a hundred beams, / May...»
«How’re you living with another? / Easier? — A splash of oar! — / Has your memory quickly rather / Vanished like an ocean shore? The memory of me (an island, high / In the sky, not in the sea!); / Souls, o souls... You will be bound by / Sympathy, not fervency! How’re yo...»
«A human body ‘s bare; / A singleton, god’s jesting. / The soul is bloody weary / Of such a solid casing. / A silver dollar matches / Its eyes, and rivals ears, / The skin — all scars and scratches — / Stretched to the bones adheres. Out through the eyes aspired / Into the sk...»
«I The auguries don't bother me, and signs / Don't scare me off. I don't evade the slander / Or poison. Since — there is no death. / We are immortal — everything's immortal. / One shouldn't be scared of death, be it at nine — / Or ninety. There is only life and light — / The uni...»