A.Blok, And again - the gusts... - Translation (Rus.)
And again - the gusts of early years,
And bursts of power, extremety of thoughts...
But there's no happiness - as ever.
Though you don't have a doubt long!
Go all the dangerous years through.
You're waylaid - everywhere.
But if you're lucky to be safe, as truth, -
At last then you'll believe in phoenix,
And, yes, at last, again you'll see,
That you were needless to be happy,
That this chimerical such dream
For half of life couldn't suite as ever,
That there are seen the edges overflown
Of cup of the Creative delight's force,
And everything is not mine, but all of our's,
The tie with that world had gained a foothold -
And only then with a tender smile
You'd recollect sometimes again, again
About a childish dream, unsteady rather,
Which is usually called - the happy end!
19 june 1912
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