Yosef Latman
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DECEPTIVE ROAD...
(Free translation from Russian by the author Yosef Latman)
Under glitters of Hope
Road deceptive, in distance black, -
At night she seems sloping,
And the wind is at your back.
The Bivouac flickers in the deep dark -
This is, seem, not far from me
By morning, hopes are melting, as a might
Ghostly, having lossed way, army.
Don't be trusting the night, traveler,
Don't rush the horse on the way -
In the darkness the hopes fragile! -
Spend the night in a sheaf of hay.
In the deep night one wrong movement -
And your foot - for ever is in the devil's glade,
If give in to an obsession by Moonlight red -
The circle of troubles may itself closed made.
27.10.2020