Поэтический перевод произведения «В душе светает»
автор исходника на русском языке – [Наталья Нестерук]
A fragile soul is quickly hurt…
Like bitterness through veins is jerking.
And nerves are leisurely alert
By weakness that inside is lurking.
I’m getting used somewhat to pain
That, like a sharp blade, cuts me deeply.
And, carving out my life again,
With prayer I am flying steeply.
The soul shouts out and bursts with tears,
And lets it all to go right out,
A burden on my back appears...
But I neglect, and face the bout.
The moan at sighs is hardly heard,
Though bitterness from tears is scalding,
And days fly by… A drowse occurred…
But in my soul the day’s unfolding.
The day s unfolding
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