🚧Вясна
Алесь ГарунВедах беларускіх
ВЯСНА
Эх, вясна, вясна!.. Як прыйшла яна, Прынясла святла, Прынясла цяпла. Наліла ў лагох Снегавой вады, Расцвілаўлугох, Распляла сады. Прабудзіўся лес На вясняны шум, А глыбокі сум Мнеўдушу улез…
Translated by Vera Rich.
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In my ear. I hear: the wild one
Now grows quiet. Peaceful, mild the Snowstorm grows. Dies out entirely. Clear and wide the field. Gone, ended, Quiet the friend-wind. I see, surely, A house before me.
Like three stars, three little windows, There beside the highway. Spindles Of smoke to heaven weaving, climbing, Cottage, windows, smoke, all smiling, Call to me, invite and beckon, Give me greeting, bid me welcome.
I hear the voice of kinsfolk, loved ones, And, with all my strength recovered, Am pleased to shout: «Then perish, woe!» And it proclaims its answer so:
— «O’er you, ГII throw A heap of snow».