In depth of the Siberian ores
Let you keep both the pride and patience,
Your mournful labour won't be lost,
As well as your high thoughts in evidence.
To grief, unhappiness a sister -
The Hope - in a hollow dwell
Will rise vivacity and cheer,
Desired time will come again:
And Love and Friendship will seep through
All perfect locks of a gloomy prison,
As my voice freely reaches you
In your unbearable holes.
The fetters will fall down, then
The dungeons will be ruined - Freedom
Will meet you at the entrance step
And brothers sword will give for indigent.
Во глубине сибирских руд... - пер. А. С. Пушкина
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