For The Sake Of The Trues Rasul Gamzatov Poem by Yuri Starostin

In the green mountains I saw the snow
And has meet in the North the messenger of the South,
In the eyes at the beloved has noticed the enemy,
In the eyes of the unloved has noticed the old friend.

I have come into the apparent house,
But, having trampled the conscience,
The owner with me behind the night conversation
In all has agreed, though I was wrong,
The kunack or the enemy - who sat in front of me?

Once empty in the verses I has written,
And whether in the air to shoot the merit is great?
And the un-friend to me has told the truth about it,
And in him word I have felt the friend.

And grieving nowadays in the course of time even more often,
To the fire I has betraying the other writing-books,
As the un-friend, at times I hate myself
And in it the care is for the sake of the trues!

J.Kozlovsky's transfer

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