The Lord has rewarded me
With a light-filled and iron heart.
With a gift of singing, a tearful gift.
The Lord has protected me
With a white flag.
The Lord has passed me by
With the carnal flame.
Hold higher the flag!
The Lord above us!
Heavier than stone —
The carnal flame!
Наградил меня Господь
Сердцем светлым и железным,
Даром певчим, даром слезным.
Оградил меня Господь
Белым знаменем.
Обошёл меня Господь
Плотским пламенем.
Выше — знамя!
Бог над нами!
Тяжче камня —
Плотский пламень!
«In the churchyard, I’ll sleep soundly / Underneath the slab of oak, / And my darling, you will run to me / For a Sunday morning talk — / Cross the stream and there you are, / Leaving grown-ups at a loss, / And sharp-sighted, from afar, / You will recognize my cross. / And I know ...»
«Your spirit, by your arrogance obscured, / Won’t let you see the sunlight in the world, / You say our faith is but a dream’s allure, / This capital — a mere mirage of old. You say — my country’s sinful, all the same, / And I say that your country’s simply godless. / And even ...»
«I come and I’m relieved of restlessness. / The early morning chill is nice to savor. / Mysterious and dark, those settlements — / Storehouses for prayer and tough labor. Such confident and tranquil love will not / Give way to any other place in time, / There is inside of me a drop of ...»
«I dream of him less often with each night, / His visions do not haunt me anymore. / The fog descended on the road of white, / And shadows ran on water to the shore. And all day long, the loud chiming carried / Over the ploughed fields, extending wide, / And here, the bells from Jonah’s ...»