You said that life is the game in chess,
And God is playing and guiding,
Oh Alex, as always you are the best -
You take out the pain so lightly!
You always dazzle, and the broad light
shows scenes from unknown heavens.
There's no comparison to our dark.
they have smiling, playing wheather!
It's not inside me - it is in front,
eyelids open wide - to white soul.
you give a blow upon my back
by fist and say with love: Go!
Oh what a gift you have - to console
in any bad situation!
New blue horizons, new lands to go,
laughter of joy and salvation!
***
Ты сказал, что жизнь - это шахматная игра,
и что Бог играет и водит,
Алексей, ты лучше всех, как всегда -
ты боль куда-то уносишь!
Ты ослепляешь, твой яркий свет
вид новых небес являет.
там с наши мраком сравненья нет,
там мир, улыбаясь, - играет.
Твой свет - не внутри, а передо мной,
ты веки мне открываешь,
и с белой душой - в спину мне кулаком
с любовью 'ИДИ' - ударяешь.
В любой плохой ситуаций ты
подаришь всем утешенье.
ты - горизонты синей земли,
смех радости и спасенье.
Some people are like that they know how to use others, Nice poem Liza...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is a crescendo of confidence and moving forward with that increasing confidence. Even as your are advancing psychologically (or perhaps spiritually is a more appropriate word) into a better state of being, you turn back in gratitude to thank Alex for making this possible. Both the past and present time frames are quite positive and the future itself seems to hold only promises, no fears. And I note Alex is a firm, even tough help: his fist jabs your back (!) and his voice doesn't persuade, just a terse command GO. I take it this is because he knows you are ready and he doesn't want you to hold back any longer.