Control myself among a crowd of confusion,
You swearing for all the confusion.
Believe in myself, in spite of the universe,
And faith, let their sin.
Let the hour is not broke, do not wait for tired,
Let the lying liars, does not condescend to them
Learn to forgive and not to seem forgiving,
Generous and wise friend
Learn to dream, can not become a slave of Dreams
And to think, thought not to deify;
Meet equal success and a taunt,
Not forgetting that their voice liar.
Stay quiet when your same word
Cripples knave, to hunt the fools
When the whole life is ruined, and again
You must recreate all with the basics.
Know how to put in joyful hope
Map all that has accumulated with difficulty,
Everything to lose, and the poor become, as before,
And never regret the fact;
Be able to force the heart, nerves, body
Serve you when your chest
It has long been all empty, all burned
Only the will says, «Go!»
Stay simple, talking to kings,
Stay honest, speaking to the crowd;
Be direct and firm with enemies and friends,
Let all be considered in its hour with you.
Give meaning to every moment
Hours and days of the relentless running —
Then the world you take the possession,
Then, my son, you’re the man!
Ring out from the crowd you are flying in stones
Run off to the side is not a sin.
Much safer, no doubt,
From afar to send «out» of all!
Wait until you hours of their entire,
Forgive the fool and the wise man,
But I earnestly ask: do not do,
They liken the, intelligent person …
Prepare for glory, without a dream to live boring
There will come a time, you’ll take his.
Slander, praise, eh acceptable indifference
Thought sounded really lie.
Be forgiving when creations
Your fun to juggle,
* A poor fellow and he with contempt
Tell me, little, they say, most — from the ground up? ..
That thy labor, put at stake
Play at all and do not regret the loss,
And to finish rvanuvshi as from the start,
Like the first time, love, hope, trust.
In short, do not sit, poet, without cause,
Twist in a cage «squirrel in a wheel»
Mind bondage broken body,
Go ahead, because you’re not like everyone else.
Be simpler, talking to kings,
Then you will attract people to …
Endure, Cossack, triumph around the corner,
Finds glory, your time comes.
Instantly brief expensive and age,
Its sense of moisture in any fiction …
Now therefore come, the world will share with you,
But, mind me, stay
Rudyard Kipling (UK)
Translation Michael Lozinski
Source: Poetry. Py