Following Me By The Step Rasul Gamzatov Poem by Yuri Starostin

Following me by the step
I aspire, by the grey hair binding,
To know what you are the poet,
By the youth are well-known,
Following me by the step.

Whether the shooter you are gloryfied,
And suddenly really are not present
In yours jacks the cartridges,
Following me by the step?

What is to the people you want to tell,
Having decided to surprise the whole world?
To the future what is you prophesy,
Following me by the step?

I have anticipated myself,
That you go, without a fearing troubles,
At the sky the fire you has stolen,
Following me by the step!

How in the fight to keep between
The two sabres to you is not to trace.
Justify mine hope,
Following me by the step!

Showing yours habit,
In the foot of the seven planets
Throw to me more soon the glove,
Following me by step!

And trust, I am ready to exchange
The popularity, as an amulet,
On a youth of your years I to do,
Following me by the step.

J.Kozlovskogo's lane

Rasul Gamzatov. The Final price.
Moscow: the Contemporary,1979.