Our planet suggests us a choice

Перевод авторского стихотворения Вся планета на выбор у нас

I don't  trust all predictions and prophecies,
Tarot cards and its mystical spread,
The convergence of names with identities,
Lines of fortune, forecasting ahead.

I don't hope for a being much stronger.
I am only a human on Earth.
If the God let me stay any longer,
I would stay here forever from birth.

If I have any time or feel better,
I will join the natural world -
To degust the saute in Montmartre,
Take a walk by the Bremen town hall.

I would paint the barefoot pattern
On the Marmari sand strip in Greece,
In the air tram over Manhattan
I would float in a lovely peace.

I can't hide from misfortune and tragedy.
Do I need a way out at all?
Anyway there's no any remedy
For a searing pain of the soul.

I'll cure all my hardships by pleasure
Watching wonderful places of joy.
From Siberian forests to Asia
Our planet suggests us a choice.