In deep Siberian mines, maintain
Your proud seal of condemnation;
Your grievous job is not in vain,
Nor is your souls' elevation.
May Hope, Failure's faithful friend,
Pay you a visit in oppression,
Awaken Vigor and Compassion,
Pave pathway to the promised land.
Bypassing bitter locks and bars,
May Love and Fellowship redeem thee,
Like my unfettered voice can stream free
Through walls and guards, through wounds and scars.
Your heavy chains will fall apart
And Freedom welcome you divinely
By gateways, with your sword divided
Returned to you by friends of heart.
Original: rvb.ru/pushkin/01text/01versus/0423_36/1827/0432.htm