TATITERA — Будь влюбленным всегда

I am a schoolboy in this best of all best worlds. My work is hard: the teacher is far too stern! Till gray hair I walk through life as an apprentice, Still not enrolled among the ranks of masters…

O ignoramuses! Our bodily form is nothing, And this whole world beneath the heavens is nothing. So rejoice, you perishable captives of the moment, For a moment in this cramped cell is nothing!

Do not grieve that your name will be forgotten. Let drunken drink console you. Until your joints fall apart — Take comfort with your beloved, caressing her!

Whoever grafted love’s tender rose Onto the cuts of the heart — did not live in vain! And he who listened to God with a sensitive heart, And he who drank the intoxication of earthly delight!

Who is ugly, who is fair — passion does not know, A love-mad man consents even to fall into hell. To lovers it is all the same what to wear, What to spread on the ground, what to lay under the head.

Like the sun, love burns without burning out, Like a bird of heavenly paradise — love. But nightingale moans are not yet love, Not to moan while dying of love — that is love!

My advice: be drunk and in love always. To be high-ranking and important is not worth the trouble. The almighty Lord God needs neither Your mustache, friend, nor my beard!

Do not grieve that your name will be forgotten. Let drunken drink console you. Until your joints fall apart — Take comfort with your beloved, caressing her!