"Slavic Antithesis"
Did the wind move over the sea and under the sky
did the birds and the warm weather return
did language and thought renew themselves
or the momentary gods take the word and perish?
Things, unnoticed people and dreams
the expanse and the bitterness multiplied them
and they transported my soul into an open space
as if in a conversation on the acropolis
one can't be alone
but wants to be!
No wind moved over the sea and under the sky
nor did birds and warm weather return
nor did language and thought renew themselves
or the momentary gods take the word and perish.
Things, unnoticed people and dreams
the expanse and the bitterness multiplied them
and they transported my soul into an open space
as if in a conversation on the acropolis
one can't be alone
but wants to be.
But
my thinking was stirred
when I saw you!
Translated by
Michael Seraphimov
