Лермонтов, Парус - in English

A silver sail, the ocean loner, 
Is lurking in the azure mist.
What has she lost in foreign corners?
What in her homeland did she miss?

Her mast is clattering and bending
Midst whistling wind and raging wave.
Alas, she seeks no happy ending,
Nor runs from happiness away.

Beneath – the crystal torrent tempteth,
Above – the golden rays caress,
Yet she, rebellious, longs for tempests
As though a tempest granted rest.