Resplendent in their biblical glory
Above the city float the flaming clouds;
The angel that tops Peter and Paul's fortress
Looks through them into centuries massed….
But my vision is clear and it’s uncertain
What lies beyond – what dreams, sunsets, cities
Will replace these – glowing gold, growing pale –
And what night will set for all of eternity!
Как древняя ликующая слава,
Плывут и пламенеют облака,
И ангел с крепости Петра и Павла
Глядит сквозь них — в грядущие века.
Но ясен взор — и неизвестно, что там
Какие сны, закаты, города —
На смену этим блеклым позолотам —
Какая ночь настанет навсегда!
«As soon as morn came, they were there, face to face, / As soon as morn came, cattle did not yet graze. Two carriages came — they had four men to drive, / Two carriages left — taking free men alive. And only these free heard a falling man’s yell, / And only they saw as the crying man f...»
«Has putting nets into dull waters, / To mantic hum of dark lime-trees, / A silent, thoughtful maiden watches / Scales of the fairy fish in streams. They, with an animal’s emotion, / Bend to a ringlet their tails, / Or strew the blue-green of an ocean — / So simple, transparent, ...»
«The quiet waters of the factories’ pools — / The fully filled wounds of the rivers, stunned, / Deadly, the dams interrupted your run, / Deathly — the rhythmic machines' push and pull. Smell of the sulfur and lime here steels, — / Instead of the one of the groves and grass, / Stea...»
«The weeks are becoming more lazy and mingling, / The lightest flash is delayed by sad thoughts, / But a heart is praying, a heart is building: / It’s not a coffin — a house it plots. The carpenter, gaily, will build here a tower, / From not cold granite, but from shining wood, / Tho...»