I — am. You — will be. An abyss between us.
I drink. You're thirsty. We cannot agree.
Ten years, oh no, a hundred thousand years
Do stand between us. God does not build bridges.
Be! - this is my demand. Let me walk past you
Without violating growth with my breath.
I — am. You — will be. In ten springs from now
You will say "is!" — and I will say "sometime"...
Я — есмь. Ты — будешь. Между нами — бездна.
Я пью. Ты жаждешь. Сговориться — тщетно.
Нас десять лет, нас сто тысячелетий
Разъединяют. — Бог мостов не строит.
Будь! — это заповедь моя. Дай — мимо
Пройти, дыханьем не нарушив роста.
Я — есмь. Ты будешь. Через десять вёсен
Ты скажешь: — есмь! — а я скажу: — когда-то…
«The car shuddered and stopped, / They stepped into the evening spaces, / And work-worn the driver sank / Exhausted over his wheel. / Far off, through the windows, / Trembled fiery constellations. / The old man, with his lady friend, / Stopped by the flowerbed. / And heavy-eyed, the d...»
«The forward exults on the run. / What does it matter to him now! / Not for nothing is his body / Arched as it hurtles on. / Like a cloak, his soul streams out behind, / His collarbone knocks loud against / The fastening of the cloak. / The membrane dances in his ear, / In his throat ...»
«The trees stand clerically straight, / So close their branches almost poke / Into each house, nomads of late, / Now behind bars and under padlock. / The narrow boulevard, close — / Bounded by tight-packed houses, roars. But suddenly all doors jerk / Open, and the word goes round: / ...»
«A ray of light slants through the windows; / The massive house stands in the dark. / Hotly the fire, glittering / In its stone casing, reaches out. / Splendidly the kitchen blazes. / Today, like golden cart horses, / Ripening purposefully there — / Women, loaves, and pies. / One pi...»