TATITERA — Жизнь обман с чарующей тоскою

Life is deceit with a charming longing, That's why it is so strong: With its coarse hand It writes the fateful signs.

Always, when I close my eyes, I say: «Only trouble the heart — Life is deceit, yet at times It adorns the lie with joys».

Turn your face to the grey sky, Reading fate by the moon, Be calm, mortal, and do not demand That truth which you do not need.

It is good in a bird-cherry blizzard To think that this life is a path. Let the light girlfriends deceive, Let the light friends betray.

Let them caress me with a tender word, Let the evil tongue be sharper than a razor, — I have long lived ready for everything, Mercilessly used to it all.

These heights chill my soul, There is no warmth from the starry fire. Those I loved have renounced me, Those I lived by have forgotten me.

And yet, pressed and pursued, Looking with a smile at the dawn, On the earth close and dear to me, I thank this life for everything.

I thank this life for everything. I thank this life for everything. I thank you.