Take from my open hands for your delight
A bit of honey and a bit of sun
As willed to us the bees of Proserpina.

Not to untie again an unmoored boat,
And not to know a shadow shod in fur,
Nor yet to conquer fear of dreary lifetime:

To us remain but kisses in the night,
Fuzzy and shivering like little bees
That fall and die as they depart the hive.

They shimmer in transparent nigthtime breeze,
Their home is haunted forest of Taigetos,
They feast on mint, and honeycomb, and spacetime.

Take then my wild gift for your delight,
A simple wreath of withered little bees
That died as they changed honey into sun.

By Osip Mandelshtam
Translated by Ilya Shambat
https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat

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* Origin: www.darkrealms.ca (1:229/2)

From: ibshambat@gmail.com

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0MlZSPWltCk

They are speaking of what's stylish,
They are living day by day
And I'm looking at them as if they are fools,
Life goes on in its way.

Today, today the day has finished
And we all came to bury it,
But no one knows
That the shining star has died.

And I stand on the other shore,
Where I see all things
I stand on the other shore.

And I stand on the other shore,
Where I see all things
I stand on the other shore.

It is dark in city towers,
I got nothing at all
And you did not get much, believe.

However I don't fear pain,
What is she? To her I pray
She is a friend of mine.

And I stand on the other shore,
Where I see all things
I stand on the other shore.

And I stand on the other shore,
Where I see all things
I stand on the other shore.

I am speaking of what's stylish,
I am living day by day
And I'm looking at me as if I'm a fool,
Life goes on in its way.

It is good the day is finished
But not all came to bury it
And no one knows
That the shining star still lives.

And I stand on the other shore,
Where I see all things
I stand on the other shore.

And I stand on the other shore,
Where I see all things
I stand on the other shore.

Come, stand with me on the shore
Where I see all things
Come, stand with me on the shore.

By Persephone's Bees
Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat/russian-songs

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* Origin: www.darkrealms.ca (1:229/2)