Zhadan i Sobaky - Марат (Marat) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Marat

Marat died in his sleep.
At the start of March, in spring.
When snow dances,
And rivers leave their banks,
Like children leaving their childhood home,
After a tough winter.

Marat had trained at Spartak.
He had technique - tested and durable,
With a trained body and a serious face,
He, perhaps, really was the best fighter
At his age in welterweight,
and had a Fidel tattoo on his left leg.

Imam said, standing over him:
The Prophet, - he says, - wasn't sad.
He believed that evil devours evil.
It'll be the way it'll be.
Always been that way.
May Marat be reminded of every fault of his.
It's people like him that the Prophet usually cares for, anyway.

Marat's mother kept silent in a corner.
Marat's brother was reading a bitter prayer.
Imam said that the Sun rises everywhere,
And all that disappeares will one day rise again.
Nothing disappears, - the brother told him, -
I'll fight those, who Marat fought!

I guess I know why he died.
Every morning he would fend against chimeras.
Every day he would beat his fists to blood.
Untill the stars above him would dim.
Not everyone steps over that line.
Those who knew him know, what I mean.

How could something that is, disappear?
What does the Prophet gives all of this to us for?
In reality, the only thing that can disappear is fear.
Everything else is in us –younger brothers,
That break their own hearts,
Standing 'till the end, day and night.

The brother grew silent and walked aside.
He was one year younger than Marat.
And so considered Marat to be in charge.
Held by him, went after him everywhere.
Now he was silent, suddenly walking away,
And held back his tears, feeling ashamed.

When the body was carried out, it started snowing.
Snow fell from dark heavens to our feet.
Imam walked at the forefront, like a dream.
Spring at the cemetary is not the best time.
Women hid their tears, and men
Felt the stars dim above.

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