Alexander Blok: Night...

Night, street and streetlight, drugstore,
The purposeless, half-dim, drab light.
For all the use live on a quarter century –
Nothing will change.  There's no way out.

You'll die – and start all over, live twice,
Everything repeats itself, just as it was:
Night, the canal's rippled icy surface,
The drugstore, the street, and streetlight.
                                             10 October 1912

Translated by Alex Cigale

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alex cigale said…
Please credit translation "by Alex Cigale"
Zdenka Pregelj said…
Did it! Sorry Alex!
alex cigale said…
Thank you, Zdenka!
alex cigale said…
Thank you, Zdenka!

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