When the ice is broken in spring
It flows like an excited river,
When among the meadows in some places
The bare earth turns black
And the darkness lies in clouds
To the hollow fields, -
An evil dream cherishes sadness
In my inexperienced soul.
I see nature is getting younger,
But only she can grow younger:
The cheeks of the calm scarlet flame
Time will take you away,
And the one who suffered so much happened
He will not find love for her in his heart.

Design

There were many of us on the boat;
Some strained the sail,
Others together pushed
Mighty oars into the depths. In the silence
Bending over the rudder, our clever helmsman
Steered the heavy boat in silence;
And I, full of carefree faith,
I sang to the swimmers... Suddenly the bosom of the waves
A noisy whirlwind crushed on the fly...
Both the helmsman and the swimmer perished! -
Only I, the mysterious singer,
Thrown ashore by a storm,
I sing the old hymns
And dry my damp robe
In the sun under a cliff.

Nady Fan

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