in Russian <br />Tvoih glubokih chuvstv uj smysla net hranit', <br />Ataki jdyot tot zaderjavshiysya otryad, <br />Krov' b'yotsa v jilah, '' hochet jit' ''. <br /> <br />Ub'ut tebya, net smysyla spaseniya, soldat. <br />Grust' v gorlo tyajest'u komok brosaet, <br />Otkryv ogon' po myortvoi temnote, <br />Drugie nikogda i ne uznaut, <br />Nikak ne osoznav, chto bylo na tvoyom litse. <br />Odin, lish ty odin povsyudu, <br /> <br />Tvoih glubokih chuvstv uj smysla net hranit', <br />V etom boyu ty stanesh chast'yu myortvoi grudy, <br />Otdav pokoi, chtoby drugim byla vozmojnost' jit'. <br />Razve uj malo projil ty, upav s probitoi golovoi, <br />Tseplyaya vozduh krasnymy rukami, drygayas' nemnogo? <br />''Upal'', - podumala ona -''i chyort s toboi'', uidya svoei dorogoi... <br /> <br /> <br /> in English <br />There is no sense to save your deep feeling, <br />That group which was delayed in this world is waiting for attack <br />Blood runs through a veins, and wants to live <br /> <br />They'll kill you, there is no sense to save yourself, soldier. <br />You feel the pain in the throat from your grief <br />When you are opening the fire on dead darkness <br />Anybody never knows <br />What was on your face during the moment of death. <br />Alone, you're alone everywhere <br /> <br />There is no sense to save your deep feeling, <br />You'll become a part of a dead heap <br />To give a chance to other people's living. <br />Did ya lived a little before ya has fallen with a punched head? <br />Clinging to air with red hands and being jerked a little. <br />She thought, he's dead, let it be so, and she's gone...<br /><br />alex andreev<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-god-wants-so-tak-ugodno-tvortsu/
