I know the truth
I know the truth! Enough of the old truth–out!
No need people, with so many people on earth, to struggle.
It is evening–see–it is nearly night.
What speaks to you–poets, lovers, generals?
The wind bows low, the earth bathes in dew
and soon sky, starry blizzard will rest.
And under soil, soon sleep, we all will,
who never, on earth, let each other sleep.
Translated from the Russian by Lisa Wujnovich