Protect The Friends Rasul Gamzatov Poem by Yuri Starostin

Protect the friends
Know, my friend, to the enmity and friendship the price
And by the hasty court do not sin.
The anger on the friend, maybe, is instant,
To give vent while do not hurry up.

Perhaps yours friend by him has hurried
And to you accidentally has offended.
The friend was guilty and has confessed -
A sin you do not remember to him.

People, we grow old and we decay,
And with the current of our years and days
Easier we lose the friends,
We find them much more difficult.

If the faithful horse, having wounded the foot,
Has suddenly stumbled, and then again do,
Do guilty not him, guilty the road
And the horse you do not hurry up to change.

People, I ask you, for God's sake,
Do not hesitate of yours kindness.
On the earth the friends are not so much:
Be afraid to lose a friends.

I adhered to the others rules,
In the weakness do seeing a hate.
How many in the life I have left the friends,
How many from me the friends has left.

After happens everything much.
And, happened, on the abrupt ways
As I repented, as did not suffice
To me losted mine friends!

And now all of you I to see thirst,
loving me sometimes ago,
By me are not forgiven once
Or are not forgiven me.

N.Grebneva's lane

The Soviet poetry. In 2 volumes.
Library of the world literature. A series the third.
Editors A.Krakovskaja, J.Rozenbljum.
Moscow: Fiction,1977.