Calderon

Это как раз тот самый случай, когда перевод получился намного лучше оригинала, который в свою очередь и сам является одним из моих самых сильных и любимых произведений. Ссылка на оригинал: http://stihi.ru/2011/12/18/2112

Lie and only lie is around your ears.
There is no truth in this deceitful sea
Of people's clack noise.

The past is just forgotten.
And the present is not.
All the future is already stolen
By.. And what
Is free choice?

To be a one's toy is hard and pleasureable,
To be a one's own game is pleasant
But inpracticable.

Although
Who put us beyond,
But not we ourselves?
Confess, I doubt that a prayer you're
Whispering is voiceless,
But are all the words right?

Don't you feel that you always knew how to live,
But you're listening to the radio and watching TV
That riles, roils your own sight?

But you are like a god
And I'm not going to lie.
Flush away all the wet mud
From your soul and you'll find
Your own way. If you will want
To be so free to create
Something new or just your own;
To love without a trade
Infinitley.
If you say loud your desires
And belive in them hard,
You won't be like those brash liars
That have not got a heart.
Completely.

There is only lie in the world you inside, see:
There's no fucking truth in our rotten society.
If you found somehwere verity, don't be an imbecile 'cause
You will find a new faith through the years anyway
Which would claimed to be truth and will demand you obey,
It will guide to the swamp, so familiar religious..

But enough about the sins of the people aside.
Though you know that you can't blame  them, all the guilt is inside.
All your troubles come out from your own stupid imprudence.

And now you're only guessing how to live and what to choose,
But you've chosen "I don't care" more than once, and you just lose
All your chances. Don't lie to youself, it's so pointless and useless.

How to bring the pure light in this world?
You could ask Luminary this question.
Although it would say only silence.
Or it can say just "no" and it's voice would be cold.
Regognize any answer as a suggestion
To grow, to progress, to confront human violence.

Water surface, under the wind's breath, has always dimple.
We are both too not perfect in this insane vortex.
Seest, 'cause of our doubts all our faith just sinks deeper.
But once, storm will subside, when you make a codex
Drawn up with your shadow,
When you merge with your shadow.
Then you will awake by a feeling,
That you and the sky now are kissing.
And I doubt you'll forget it,
That dream you are getting
The dream that supplies
Us all of those lies,
They're a disguise,
A compromise
Between five..
But dream's going on
So roll on
The dream we all
Always call
Our Life.