A poem by Alexander Pushkin – Pouchkine, Pooshkin (1799-1837), in English translation
Storm-clouds hurtle, storm-clouds hover;
Flying snow is set alight
By the moon whose form they cover;
Blurred the heavens, blurred the night.
On and on our coach advances,
Little bell goes din-din-din…
Round are vast, unknown expanses;
Terror, terror is within.
— Faster, coachman! “Can’t, sir, sorry:
Horses, sir, are nearly dead.
I am blinded, all is blurry,
All snowed up; can’t see ahead.
Sir, I tell you on the level:
We have strayed, we’ve lost the trail.
What can WE do, when a devil
Drives us, whirls us round the vale?
“There, look, there he’s playing, jolly!
Huffing, puffing in my course;
There, you see, into the gully
Pushing the hysteric horse;
Now in front of me his figure
Looms up as a queer mile-mark —
Coming closer, growing bigger,
Sparking, melting in the dark.”
Storm-clouds hurtle, storm-clouds hover;
Flying snow is set alight
By the moon whose form they cover;
Blurred the heavens, blurred the night.
We can’t whirl so any longer!
Suddenly, the bell has ceased,
Horses halted… — Hey, what’s wrong there?
“Who can tell! — a stump? a beast?..”
Blizzard’s raging, blizzard’s crying,
Horses panting, seized by fear;
Far away his shape is flying;
Still in haze the eyeballs glare;
Horses pull us back in motion,
Little bell goes din-din-din…
I behold a strange commotion:
Evil spirits gather in —
Sundry, ugly devils, whirling
In the moonlight’s milky haze:
Swaying, flittering and swirling
Like the leaves in autumn days…
What a crowd! Where are they carried?
What’s the plaintive song I hear?
Is a goblin being buried,
Or a sorceress married there?
Storm-clouds hurtle, storm-clouds hover;
Flying snow is set alight
By the moon whose form they cover;
Blurred the heavens, blurred the night.
Swarms of devils come to rally,
Hurtle in the boundless height;
Howling fills the whitening valley,
Plaintive screeching rends my heart…
translated by: Genia Gurarie
email: egurarie@princeton.edu
Copyright ©:
Genia Gurarie
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External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Низами Гянджеви – Пускай охотится на всех газелеоких
- Низами Гянджеви – От сердца всю ночь мечтал
- Низами Гянджеви – О милый друг, давно пленен я
- Низами Гянджеви – О кипарис с плавной поступью мри
- Низами Гянджеви – Ну, как живешь
- Низами Гянджеви – Не горюй, ибо друг есть
- Низами Гянджеви – Мне ночь не в ночь, мне в ночь невмочь
- Низами Гянджеви – Месяц неполный прошел
- Низами Гянджеви – Лишь с луной сравниться
- Низами Гянджеви – Лица серебряный овал в сиянье покажи
- Низами Гянджеви – Лейли и Меджнун
- Низами Гянджеви – Коль мы на весах любви
- Низами Гянджеви – Когда ты локоны свои распустишь
- Низами Гянджеви – Когда ее ароматом неслышно ветер повеет
- Низами Гянджеви – Из месяца лишь день прошел
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 9 из 15
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 7 из 15
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 5 из 15
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 3 из 15
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 15 из 15
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Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
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Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Alexander Pushkin (1799-1937) was a Russian poet, playwright and prose writer, founder of the realistic trend in Russian literature, literary critic and theorist of literature, historian, publicist, journalist; one of the most important cultural figures in Russia in the first third of the 19th century.