Белеет парус одинокой
В тумане моря голубом!
Что ищет он в стране далекой?
Что кинул он в краю родном?
Играют волны - ветер свищет,
И мачта гнется и скрыпит...
Увы! он счастия не ищет
И не от счастия бежит!
Под ним струя светлей лазури,
Над ним луч солнца золотой...
А он, мятежный, просит бури,
Как будто в бурях есть покой!
Jedro — Парус — The Sail — Das Segel
(1832)
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Feluka na rijeci Nil, Asuan, Egipat, Afrika - ozujak 2005
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Михаил Юрьевич Лермонтов
Mihail Jurjevic Lermontov
M. L. Ljermontov
Mikhail Yurevich Lermontov
Mikhail Yur'yevich Lermontov
(1814 – 1841)
© 2006 prepjev Drazen Dragovic
Translated by Vladimir Nabokov
(1899 - 1977)
Übersetzt von Heinrich Greif
(1907 – 1946)
NOTE
The Sail was written when Mikhail Lermontov was only 17 years old in 1832.
This was the year when he was forced to leave Moscow and his university studies. Recorded in a letter sent by Maria Lopukhina,
whom he had sent the first version of the poem, upon his arrival in Saint Petersburg Lermontov
immediately produced this poem's outline while walking along the Gulf of Finland's shoreline.
[ Mihail Jurjevic Ljermontov ]
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Amid the blue haze of the ocean
A sail is passing, white and frail.
What do you seek in a far country?
What have you left at home, lone sail?
The billows play, the breezes whistle,
And rhythmically creaks the mast.
Alas, you seek no happy future,
Nor do you flee a happy past.
Below the mirrored azure brightens,
Above the golden rays increase —
But you, wild rover, pray for tempests,
As if in tempests there was peace!
Wo Meer und Himmel sich vereinen,
Erglänzt ein Segel, weiß und weit —
Was trieb es aus dem Land der Seinen?
Was sucht es in der Einsamkeit?
Es pfeift der Wind. Die Wellen drohen.
Es knarrt der Mast. Das Segel schwebt
Nicht vor dem Glück ist es geflohen.
Es ist nicht Glück, wonach es strebt.
Strahlt auch in Gold der Himmelsbogen,
Und glänzt auch noch so blau das Meer —
Das Segel lechzt nach Sturm und Wogen,
Als ob in Stürmen Ruhe wär.
Bijeli se jedro u samoci,
U magli, moru plavetnom!
Sto li trazi, kamo ce doci?
Sto napusti u domu svom?
Valovi plesu, vjetar vije,
Jarbol pritisce i cvili…
Do srece nimalo mu nije,
Nit' ga sreca naprijed sili.
Svjetlo je pod njim u azuru,
Nad njim sunce zlatom blazi…
Nemirom drhti, moli buru,
Ko da u njoj mir svoj trazi!
Михаил Юрьевич Лермонтов
Mihail Jurjevic Lermontov
M. L. Ljermontov
Mikhail Yurevich Lermontov
Mikhail Yur'yevich Lermontov
(1814 – 1841)