One mirror must mirror another;
each mirror mismirrors the other.
Not that evil cannot be defeated,
only that we cannot escape defeat;
I believe in the ash left behind by the fire;
not in the music that burned my life.
Друг друга отражают зеркала,
Взаимно искажая отраженья.
Я верю не в непобедимость зла,
А только в неизбежность пораженья.
Не в музыку, что жизнь мою сожгла,
А в пепел, что остался от сожженья.
«Dedicated to V.Belov O, my peaceful motherland! / Nightingales, willows and streams, / Mother's regrettable funeral, / That, all my life, I have seen. — Tell me the way to the cemetery. / I by myself cannot find. / Countrymen answered me, whispering: / It's on the opposite side. Cou...»
«Hey you there, Russia — my beloved land! / I feel so good within your deep green forests! / No singing heard, but I do sense it now, / I sense the song of some unseen strange chorus... / / It was as if the wind drove me ahead, / Through all my land — it's villages and cities! / Y...»
«From the poplars leaves have flown away, / Inescapability repeated. / Do not cry for leaves in any way, / Cry for love and tenderness frostbitten. Let the poplars now naked stand. / Do not curse the noisy storms of snow. / Nobody is to blame, my friend, / That off poplars all dead leave...»
«This here village is still full of light, / Don't you dare to predict me more pain! / Winter skies are all gleaming with stars / That so gently adorn it again. Solemnly shining, dreamily shining, / Meadow's soft murmur is heard... / Somehow my painful most memories / Starting to loosen ...»