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Yet no one is to blame, no guilt is shared.

I'm twenty years old, I'm a lady-crackle,

and I just only start to see one's face...

Yet there's no need to break off his embrace;

All legends and all ballads make you jangle.

I'm thirty years old, I'm a lady-oval,

And I just only start weekdays to see...

I never stood on deck to watch the sea,

Was never sketched, nor described in a novel.

I'm forty years old, I'm a lady-crystal,

And I just only start to see the wind...

The holy World is mine, before it sinned,

And mine is He who sadly made it bristle.

I'm hundreds years old, I'm a lady still...

3.

- Mama,

you hear:

The night

Screams

As if being beaten on her eyes...

If God

Had a Daughter

Of seven

Sins,

we would less hear those women's cries.

- You think,

My darling,

Of de-

Cay;

Feast is your life breaking up in two.

If God

Had a Brother

Would you

Say

that His own world is obscene too?

- Mama,

it's all

In a big

way:

My soul is not heated with your plaid...

If God

Had a cur

Would you

Dare say

he couldn't search out that shade?

- You think so,

darling?

You'll get

Deaf

from those attempts to hear replies:

If God

Had a Father

For His save

would then He think that the Cross lies?

- Mama,

You hear -

this life's

dust!

Time expires, while grief's too big.

If God

Had Someone

For Him

To trust

We would be hardly able to speak.

- You think so,

darling?

Without

Eyes

the world doesn't stride; doesn't see, legs-cut.

If God

Had no people

Which Him

Despise

He would then hardly be their God.

4.

You used to cry over a broken doll;

Over school grades; then over your beloved;

Over your children; then cried at the coffin

Of parents deceased. You shed your tears

Just over vanished beauty. In the end -

Over old age, forlornness... But somewhere

Some part of you which had forgotten you

Was likewise weeping over vanished beauty,

with one arm 'mbracing a daughter of her own

Which, in her turn, sobbed over her beloved,

And with the other arm caressed her sister

Who sadly cried over a broken doll.

5.

If I kept screaming about you -

The echo would die on the crest.

If I kept silence about you -

The voice inside would break my chest.

If I kept chanting about you -

The song would break about its fame.

If I kept drawing about you -

All men would close their eyes in shame.

If I kept living about you -

the world would know, what's the neglect.

If I kept dying about you -

I would not ever resurrect.

6.

Do not create for yourself an idol -

don't fall in love.

No carnal place brings you a hidel,

For high above

Heavenly sacred eyes are watching.

Do not despise,

While dark and guilty deeds approaching,

God's paradise.

Do not create for yourself an idol -

that evil's core.

Don't wish one's hand, too soft and idle,


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