Hamlet by Boris Pasternak
The boom has gone. I've stepped onto the scene.
And leaning at the door I try to guess
The distant sound, which I may consider
To be a kind of way I ought to live.
Darkness of the night is staring strictly
With thousands of glasses in one axis.
Oh Lord, be careful in destiny:
Take off this heavy cup, release.
I'm surely would like to be such stubborn,
And surely I'm ready to play role.
But we today observe the other drama,
Oh, please, dismiss me of the naughty dole.
The Rules of Being have a distinct order,
Nobody could avoid the end of trip.
The Pharisees - are around. I'm alone.
Life's not a simple walk across the field.
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Борис Пастернак
Гамлет
Гул затих. Я вышел на подмостки.
Прислонясь к дверному косяку,
Я ловлю в далеком отголоске,
Что случится на моем веку.
На меня наставлен сумрак ночи
Тысячью биноклей на оси.
Если только можно, Aвва Oтче,
Чашу эту мимо пронеси.
Я люблю Твой замысел упрямый
И играть согласен эту роль.
Но сейчас идет другая драма,
И на этот раз меня уволь.
Но продуман распорядок действий,
И неотвратим конец пути.
Я один, все тонет в фарисействе.
Жизнь прожить — не поле перейти.
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Hamlet Pasternak (Андрей Кнеллер)
The noise subsides. I walk onto the stage.
I listen closely to the echo of the hum
And, leaning on the doorway, try to gauge
Just what will happen in the age to come.
The twilight of the night has gathered
A thousand opera-glasses pointing at me.
If only you are willing, Abba Father,
I pray to you, please take this cup from me.
I love your plan, so fixed and stubborn
And I agree to play this role.
But, as of now, there is a different drama,
This time, dismiss me, I implore.
The plot is predetermined to proceed,
The outcome of my destiny is sealed.
There's Pharisees, hypocricy and greed.
And life is not a walk across a field.