Georgy Adamovich
It happens: no oblivion, no dreams...

It happens: no oblivion, no dreams,
The near shadows are roaming in the mist,
Whether you argue or you don’t, no doubts,
“Death and time are reigning on this earth”.

Death and time. Suffering – we’ll add.
...But by the morning, all of a sudden, with no cause,
With grieving happiness of existence
Something shines quietly on this earth.

Translated by Elena Dubrovina