Those condemned to their last rags
Cover (not their mouth, not their cheeks!..)
Oh, are you not exceeding your powers
Orpheus, while descending into Hades?
Those giving up their last connection to
Earth... On a bed of lies
I have committed a great dishonesty in contemplating —
A deep sigh — an interview with a knife.
I have paid all the same — for all this rose blood
is a spacious style to cover Immortality...
It's all the same in Lethe's mind
Beloved — I need a break
Forgetfulness... For in the ghostly house appeared
Actually — your ghost, plain and real —
I, was dead... What should I tell you, except:
— «That you didn't notice and left!»
There is no alarm! No cause!
No hands after all! No mouth, clinging to
Lips! — Immortality, the sting of a snake
Ends female passion.
I have paid all the same — in vain my cries! —
For this last insight.
No need for Orpheus to follow Eurydice
And brothers to frighten sisters.
Для тех, отженивших последние клочья
Покрова (ни уст, ни ланит!..)
О, не превышение ли полномочий
Орфей, нисходящий в Аид?
Для тех, отрешивших последние звенья
Земного… На ложе из лож
Сложившим великую ложь лицезренья,
Внутрь зрящим — свидание нож.
Уплочено же — всеми розами крови
За этот просторный покрой
Бессмертья…
До самых летейских верховий
Любивший — мне нужен покой
Беспамятности… Ибо в призрачном доме
Сем — призрак ты, сущий, а явь —
Я, мёртвая… Что же скажу тебе, кроме:
— «Ты это забудь и оставь!»
Ведь не растревожишь же! Не повлекуся!
Ни рук ведь! Ни уст, чтоб припасть
Устами! — С бессмертья змеиным укусом
Кончается женская страсть.
Уплочено же — вспомяни мои крики! —
За этот последний простор.
Не надо Орфею сходить к Эвридике
И братьям тревожить сестёр.
«For the word you remembered once / And then forgot forever, / For all that in the burning sunset / You looked for and you never found, And for despair of your dreams, / And for the cold that grew inside your chest, / And for a slow-growing death / Without any hope of moving on, And for...»
«O, you, my life, enough of fuss, / Enough complaints, – it's all just void. / And peace descends into the world – / You, too, search for your rest. I want the heavy snow to fall, / The sky, transparent blue, to stretch, / And that I could forever sense / Ice in my heart and on the t...»
«Dawn and rain. A dense fog in the park, / And in the window – an unneeded candle, / An open and forgotten trunk, / Her shoulders that barely tremble. No word about us, no word about the past. / It’s such a trifle – what happened at the end! / When solitude for two – it is so sad.....»
«The twilight turns into unbearable time, / Unbearable nights... / Where are you, my late fellows? / Where are you, my friends? It’s time to reply. With no hesitations, towards danger, / — With no hesitations and no inanity, — / Under a fading torch of “clarity”, / My friends, ...»