How painful is to downfall
From upper heaven to the bottom!
It is so sunny here, so warm,
It's so cosy in comfort,
And dreams are living here well...
But what we see below? Hell!
The swamp of life!
The work till night...
And poor body - carries dwell
Along the crooked and twisting paths...
The curvature has its chains
In order to exhaust the body...
The blood is streaming in the veins
To live under the sun... eternal...
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In russian
http: //www.stihi.ru/2009/01/20/4612
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem