Not for flattering chausibles, frocks of lies —
I was born in this world with loud voice!
Wide awake — not the night dreams for me!
I don't live, like you, whisperingly!
From you, whisper-whisper, I have —
Lyre, lyre, a swan's curve!
With laurel, with dawn, with winds one
I make merry, I'm not a nun!
And the boy - is fair-haired, is not dumb!
And especially to wrong side it has gone —
From you, whisper-whisper, I have —
Lyre, lyre, a swan's curve!
Heavy, I hear, is woman's role!
I don't know — did not put on the scale!
My product is a gift, not for sale,
But with blueness will run my nail —
From you, scream-and-wheezing, I have —
Lyre, lyre, a swan's curve!
Не для льстивых этих риз, лживых ряс —
Голосистою на свет родилась!
Не ночные мои сны — наяву!
Шипом-шёпотом, как вы, не живу!
От тебя у меня, шёпот-тот-шип —
Лира, лира, лебединый загиб!
С лавром, с зорями, с ветрами союз,
Не монашествую я — веселюсь!
И мальчишка — недурён-белокур!
Ну, а накривь уж пошло чересчур, —
От тебя у меня, шёпот-тот-шип —
Лира, лира, лебединый загиб!
Доля женская, слыхать, тяжела!
А не знаю — на весы не брала!
Не продажный мой товар — даровой!
Ну, а ноготь как пойдёт синевой, —
От тебя у меня, клёкот-тот-хрип —
Лира, лира, лебединый загиб!
«The Monster, resident of heights, / With the terrible back-side, / Caught a girl who carried a jar, / Having a tender sight. / In the branches of his fuzzy hands / Like a ripened fruit she swung, / Thus, the horrid Monster spends, / Satisfied, his leisure time.»
«Enormous arboreal monster, hanging / high with rump of shocking size, / grips a girl who fetched a pail of water, / rolling at him her cajoling eyes. / Diddled for a moment, she’s an apple / on the branches of his shaggy arms. / Enormous monster — rather awful, / really — lolls b...»
«From the bag / To the floor things fell down. / And I think / That the world / Is only a grin / Glimmering / On the hanged man’s mouth.»
«My bag breaks / and everything falls to the floor. / It occurs to me / the world is a grin that flickers / on a hanged man’s dead face.»