“Happiness — tarry; say whither you fly?”
“Into a loving heart.”
“Youth, to return — whither haste you and why?”
“Into a loving heart.”
“Courage and strength — tell me, whither and where?
“Into a loving heart.”
“And whither haste YOU, O sorrow and care?”
“Into a loving heart.”
— Радость, помедли, куда ты летишь?
— В сердце, которое любит!
— Юность, куда ты вернуться спешишь?
— В сердце, которое любит!
— Сила и смелость, куда вы, куда?
— В сердце, которое любит!
— А вы–то куда, печаль да беда?
— В сердце, которое любит!
Пер. Н. Гребнева
«Moscow, who are you? / Enchantress or enchanted? / Forger of freedom / or fettered lady? / What thought furrows your brow / as you plot your worldwide plot? / Are you a shining window / into another age? / O Moscow, are you femme fatale / or fetter-fated, / fated or fêted? / D...»
«Moscow, who are you? / Are you charming or charmed? / Are you forging freedom / Or chained? / What thought knits your brow? / With the world of conspire. / Perhaps you’re a window, giving light / Into another time, / Or an expert cat you’re: / Do sciences order to crucify, / ...»
«Once again, once again / I’m a star for / you. / Woe to the sailor who has taken / The wrong angle of the ship / On a star: / He will be shattered on the rocks, / On the underwater sandbanks. / Woe to you also who have taken / The heart’s wrong angle on me. / You will be shat...»
«The girls, those who pace / With boots of black eyes / Upon the flowers of my heart. / The girls who put javelins / Upon their eyelashes’ lakes. / The girls who wash their feet / In the lake of my words.»