Konstantin Balmont
The Devil`s Voice
The Devil`s Voice
With a passion I detest the saintly —
Their scrupulous and tortured concerns
And shallow thoughts are for themselves;
Themselves alone exclusively they save.
Their scrupulous and tortured concerns
And shallow thoughts are for themselves;
Themselves alone exclusively they save.
They fear exclusively for their souls,
In terror of their dreams' gaping abyss
And of that ancient poisoner the Worm
They execute without guilty conscience.
In terror of their dreams' gaping abyss
And of that ancient poisoner the Worm
They execute without guilty conscience.
I would have hated heaven just as well,
Among those shades with meekly smiles,
Where the eternal holiday, forever May,
Proceeds on its measured, pacing way.
Among those shades with meekly smiles,
Where the eternal holiday, forever May,
Proceeds on its measured, pacing way.
I have no wish to live in Paradise
While executing the Serpent's wiles.
From childhood years I've loved the Asp
And am amazed by it as by a masterpiece.
While executing the Serpent's wiles.
From childhood years I've loved the Asp
And am amazed by it as by a masterpiece.
I have no wish to live in Paradise
Among dullards writhing in ecstasy.
I'm dying, I'm destroyed, am killed — I sing,
The mind-deprived demon of dreams lyrical.
Among dullards writhing in ecstasy.
I'm dying, I'm destroyed, am killed — I sing,
The mind-deprived demon of dreams lyrical.
Konstantin Balmont
From nothing God created Earth...
From nothing God created Earth...
From nothing God created Earth.
O artist, learn his lesson’s worth,
And if your talent’s but a kernel
Great miracles with it contrive,
Grow mighty forests that will thrive
And you, soar high to heaven eternal
As if a fabled bird alive,
Where freedom’s light there strikes supernal
And where the never-ending clouds
Wrap azure sky with breaker’s shrouds.
O artist, learn his lesson’s worth,
And if your talent’s but a kernel
Great miracles with it contrive,
Grow mighty forests that will thrive
And you, soar high to heaven eternal
As if a fabled bird alive,
Where freedom’s light there strikes supernal
And where the never-ending clouds
Wrap azure sky with breaker’s shrouds.
