Благословляю все... - пер. А. Блока

I bless all, all that was life being,
I didn't search the best of it.
Oh, heart, how much you loved inside me!
Oh, mind, how strongly you did lit!

Let happiness and grief made session,
Their bitter step to coming night,
But in the storm of a wild passion,
In boredom long - I kept the light.

And you, whom I was hard tormenting
With new thing, pardon me, as truth.
We are fated to be one, together.
All that is dumb, I've seen in you.

And the attentive eyes are glaring;
My heart is striking in my breast,
In snowy dark of the nightmare
Continuing tread along right way.

15 Jan 1912