Liza Sud

Scarlet Sales - Poem by Liza Sud

Ship in port is coming
On a scarlet dawn.
In the power of finance
lies the evil world.

But through all the curtains
We will see the light.
One may walk on water,
If once were in Christ.

The ship may be governed
By one good and saint.
Day will be eternal,
Pass away the hell.

Scarlet Day of Easter,
The main human triumph.
And your ship will stick to
The ship’s godly harbour.


В порт придет кораблик
На алой заре.
Там, где власть финансов -
Мир лежит во зле.

Но сквозь все покровы
Мы увидим свет.
Тот ходил по водам,
Кто был во Христе.

Тот корабль управит,
Кто был добр и свят.
Вечный день настанет,
И исчезнет ад.

Алый день Пасхальный,
Торжество людей.
Твой корабль пристанет
В гавань кораблей.

Topic(s) of this poem: sailing

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 9, 2015

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