I'm all tired! I don't wish, don't want!
With top of waves - to go back, to herd...
I feel good in that ship, my boat,
Which is floating after the wind itself...
Its prow is adorned by a statue of the Fate,
The Goddes, who is nice with those,
Who can define the earthly from celestial,
And help to those, who have opened
Their eyes... And, also,
She will apply (when necessary) brakes...
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In russian:
http: //www.stihi.ru/2012/05/04/8069
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem