🚧I trust a rhymed-line, like the dearest friend

Navum Galpyarovich

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Ведах беларускіх

Translated by

I trust a rhymed-line, like the dearest friend, Or like I trust my loving mother only.

And our destinies don’t shut upon me Like slamming doors of our house, yet.

What though old-fashioned it be called and blamed For ancientry by skeptical coeval,

I know its day will never come to even Nor will exhale its highest courage’s flame.

Be-all and end-ail, searching, ever-climb — My everything, my bounteous giver.

I live and dream of just an only line Remaining here, when I cross the river.

NAVUM GALPYAROVICH