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He hasn't returned from the battle

Why is everything wrong? All is just as it was:
Same light streaming into the chapel,

Same trees, sounds of birdsong, insects that buzz,
But he has not returned from the battle.
(Trees, sounds of birdsong, insects that buzz,
He has not returned from the battle.)
 
Now I still can’t work out who was wrong, who was right
When we'd argue, contend – how he'd prattle!

But I think of him now – it just brings delight

Now that he's not returned from the battle.
(I think of him now, it just brings delight
He hasn’t returned from the battle.)
 
He was awkward at times, he lacked all respect,
Sometimes he'd laugh like a jackal,

Always late up at night, playing cards while I slept,
He hasn’t returned from the battle.
(Late up at night, playing cards while I slept,
He hasn’t returned from the battle.)
 
But that’s not what I miss – it's not that at all:
Like playing football when no one’s to tackle,
Like all of a sudden there's only a ball

Now that he's not returned from the battle.
(All of a sudden there's only a ball

Now that he's not returned from the battle.)
 
Now broken, as if from captivity, spring –
I call him, my voice all a crackle
-
Could you roll me a smoke? - My empty words ring:
For he did not return from the battle.

(- Pal, roll me a smoke! - My empty words ring:

For he didn’t return from the battle.)
 
In an upside down world that the living forsake
Our fallen now stand sentry for us.

The blue in the forest seeps out from the lake
The boundaries ever more porous
(The blue in the forest seeps out from the lake
The boundaries ever more porous)
 
In the quiet of a foxhole, the sound of a bell

While round us the shellfire did rattle.

He gave up the ghost – where he’s gone none can tell
But I’m still here fighting his battle.

(Gave up the ghost – where he’s gone none can tell
Must I carry on fighting this battle?)
 
Letras originais

Он не вернулся из боя

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Comentários
BratBrat    Segunda-feira, 22/01/2018 - 18:47

"Sometimes he'd laugh like a jackal" is a too free adaptation, IMHO...

BratBrat    Segunda-feira, 22/01/2018 - 19:00

IMHO, only the first two stanzas (and maybe the pre-last) are of some worth...

BratBrat    Segunda-feira, 22/01/2018 - 19:06

The first English translation, though being a bit uncouth, gives a much more clear picture of what was meant by the author.

BratBrat    Segunda-feira, 22/01/2018 - 19:20

And this one is not only equirhytmic but also a meaningful one.