To our fortune or misfortune,
Simple is the truth:
One shall not revisit porches
Left behind in youth.
Even if we find our mecca
Perfectly alright,
We won't hear the sought-for echo,
Neither you nor I.
I would travels to the former
Once for all forbid.
And, my brother, do not stir me,
Let me rest a bit.
Lest - who'd hinder me? — like lightning
I would take a dive
On a felt-boot into nineteen
Forty four or five.
In that year, I have an inkling,
There, where — holy my! —
Will remain my mom unwrinkled,
And my dad alive.
По несчастью или к счастью,
Истина проста:
Никогда не возвращайся
В прежние места.
Даже если пепелище
Выглядит вполне,
Не найти того, что ищем,
Ни тебе, ни мне.
Путешествие в обратно
Я бы запретил,
Я прошу тебя, как брата,
Душу не мути.
А не то рвану по следу —
Кто меня вернет? —
И на валенках уеду
В сорок пятый год.
В сорок пятом угадаю,
Там, где — боже мой! —
Будет мама молодая
И отец живой.
«I know you not and in no way / I want to lose illusions starry / With such a face in holes most dreary / People are loyal to a ray. All that the fate has marked for grave / Have such closed-off face instead. / You are a page that was not read / And no, you will not be a slave. A slave...»
«Homes reach the stars, the sky's below, / The land in smoke to it is near. / Inside the big and happy Paris / Remains the secretive despair. The evening boulevards are noisy, / Gone are the sundown's final rays, / And there are couples everywhere / Trembling of lips, daring of eyes. I'...»
«Christ and the Lord! I thirst for marvel / Now, here, as the day would start! / The life is like a book to me, / So let me die. Let me depart. You're wise, and sternly "Now be patient, / Your time's not ripe", you will not say. / Yourself you gave me — too much now! / I thirst at once...»
«Evening noise in the burning sunset / On twilight of winter day. / The third call. Hurry, remember me, / You that are going away! / Emerald wave is awaiting you, / Splash of an oar of blue, / To live our life underground, difficult, / Was not possible to you. / Well then, ahead, that...»