static nature 21

 

And boring and sad, and none to be given a hand

When a minute of suffering comes

Desires!.. what’s the use of desiring vainly without a stand?..

While the years slip by – the best ones!

 

To love… whom again?... for a while – it is worth no pains,

But to love for eternity no one could.

Shall you look in yourself? – of the past no vestige remains:

There all has been nothing, every joy, every wound…

 

What passions? – After all sooner or later their pleasant disease

Shall vanish, if you reason it out at rest

And life, if you look it all over with icy attention - it is

Such an empty and foolish jest…

 

Bored And Sad

Mikhail Lermontov

Done