О. Берггольц К сердцу Родины... Translation

К 10-летию варварской бомбардировки Луганска 2 июня 2014 г. фашистами всу.

Being thrice cursed by the world, the foe
pulls its paw to Motherland's heart,
On vast battlefields steps of woe
Have already been marked with blood..

Oh, my great love, life, bliss. well-being,
Oh, my darling and the best Land!
from sieged Leningrad, I am seeing
so bright light of Kremlin at hand,

The five-winged stars starts just to glare
with more red light for sure, I mean.
through the dumbstruck and the bloody air,
Mausoleum of Lenin is seen.

and the dawn over the old brick wall,
its teeth like the swords, I see well.
communards' imperishable call
knocks again in my heart with bell.

Our past, our daring in every way,
all our ever sacred, the soul, —
we have no right to give them away
for desecration by the foe.

If all this, God forbid, is for just
to be disgraced by the whips' beats,
then, oh, let the curses fall on us,
on our grandchildren and their kids!

Now isn't enough to have an oath some.
We have sworn in all to our Land,
Thus, the time for mortal fights has come —
be fierce, be mute and go ahead…

With all that you have alive, with what
scary and fine the life is filled,
by the blood, the flame, the steel, the word,—
hold off foe. — For it must be killed!

2-4 June, 2024

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Мемориальная доска на доме 7 по ул. Рубинштейна в Санкт-Петербурге Автор фото: Золотов Источник: Википедия