Love neighbors as thyself, they say...
But me myself despise.
While yearning for ethereal,
I see my truths and lies.
And if I ever loved someone,
I only had in mind
To find the innocence of heart,
A ray of truth divine.
But after sobering from dreams,
In foreign souls I saw
The mirrored passions of my whims,
The stain of all my flaws,
My own lies, the shame of all my trials.
And while for all I equally bemoan,
I hate them all,
As I despise my own.
Любить других, как самого себя...
Но сам себя презреньем я караю.
Какой-то сон божественный любя,
В себе и ложь и правду презираю.
И если человека я любил,
То лишь в надежде смутной и чудесной
Найти в другом луч истины небесной,
Невинность сердца, мыслей чистых пыл.
Но каждый раз, очнувшись от мечтаний,
В чужой душе все глубже и ясней
Я прозревал клеймо своих страстей,
Свою же ложь, позор своих страданий.
И всех людей, равно за всех скорбя,
Я не люблю, как самого себя.
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