Like a vulnerable doe...

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Like a vulnerable doe
Touch the ground with trembling knees
Blessing gracefully the foe
Waiting calmly for a woe
Smiling weakly to the trees

Sand is gone, the roots are buried
Hours are falling on and on –
On your forehead. In the valley,
Lily leaves her snowy throne

Where’s the wizard? In the ruins
Now he eternally dreams
Visionary, ghostly, moony,
In the gown of weightless beams

Smart and cry forever banished
Snow is falling on the ground
Hopes and fears – they also vanished
Went away with rosy wound

Dream, not die. It is unfair
How will you be born in vain?
Miles and miles around no raven
In this windy world again

Just remember ‘bout the thunder
Lightning falling on and on –
On your wound. I always wondered,
When exactly have you gone?

Like the rising soul of bird,
Touch the sky with trembling wings
In the mirror of the world
See the peasant and the lord
Gone and born without no word –
Here he is.



Вольный перевод в исполнении Натальи Колесниковой:

http://www.stihi.ru/2008/10/13/2425