Vladimir Vysotsky. Serving the Elements.

A Farewell.Translated by Akbar Muhammad.

Having stayed for a while, ships put out to sea;
Afterward they return even through heavy storms.
My beloved, don’t thou cry, nothing will happen to me —
In about half a year, I’ll as ever return.
My beloved, don’t thou cry, nothing will happen to me —
In about half a year, I’ll as ever return.

But won’t ever return those who got my full trust —
They were thy, O Sea, true and honorable sailors.
At some times, I get dreams of what was in the past,
And I’m sailing again with my very old fellows.
At some times, I get dreams of what was in the past,
And I’m sailing again with my very old fellows.

Yet I want to believe there will come such a time,
When the burning of ships isn’t life’s necessary patt’rn.
I’ll for certain return, there’s no reason for thy cry,
It’s much better to smile at thy single-hearted capt’n.
I’ll for certain return, there’s no reason for thy cry,
It’s much better to smile at thy single-hearted capt’n.

1966.

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