Aleksandr Blok

The earthly heart quit freezes blood,
But, with my breast, I meet great cold.
I bear on the empty road
The virgin love to all mankind.

But, behind love, grow the wrath,
Heavy derision, and desire
To read in eyes of all entire
Oblivion or the final choice.

And let they call, “Forget, bard, this!
Back - to the beautiful and cozy!”
No! Better to be fully frozen!
There is no coziness no peace!


Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, July, 2002