Песнь. Song

What inner mysteries do hold the giants,

When will be disclosed by the sacred mountains?!

Music

1. Some phrase about the music wise

Can better say the fascinating songs.

But must say few lovely words

About the music. What’s this thought?

2. The best charming music was brought for us

Mysterious Orpheus from the star’s place fine.

Orpheus music was kept by someone

For the generation next, that will come?

3. The reminiscences had survived all.

A living now… In future will call!

This Orpheus music will be an example,

It is inspiring for people’s soul.

4. Best music always lives in heart,

Is heard a melodious tune inside.

Good music can do very much,

For the man, who is tired of a bad bunch.

5. What for had brought divine Orpheus

First beautiful melody, and whose

Is happy thought – for us to send music?!

Or may be only God can give refuge in…

6. Some tender and cordial song,

Or simple melody, which kind

Can help us better, than all the rest.

When musician is playing at his best.

7. For heart and soul music serves

And always it invisibly helps.

Perhaps sometimes some envoys came

And brought melody of other kind…

8. We must recognize the better tune,

Then will throw open heart our soon.

In lovely melody is divine light,

It can lead us out from the dark side.

9. When luck has turned, and everywhere is gloom,

Turn your attention to music soon!

The sooner, the better! – A saving sound,

To come to the rescue of the man unsound.

10. What is best music, which kind can help?

Perhaps it’s one, which the sky does send.

How to recognize it? It is very simple…

Ask your heart, – knows it alone!

Rainbow

1. In the vast sky we can see the colour bridge.

Who built this one, – kind of architecture which?

Why only seven colours were used,

Invisible architect, no other kind.

2. Or may be master hadn’t any other paint,

Or may be chose beauty and carefully laid.

Perhaps in color also is a secret his,

And magic charm of seven kinds.

3. Separate color sure, can very much,

Its beauty run through a soul such.

Can refresh a tired heart in no time.

We don’t know what can do the light.

4. We know only little part of truth

How to know hidden qualities? Of the light?

Why light has colors of many sorts,

Who answered right, what not it forgot?

5. Some color may have positive influence,

Can excellently help the plants.

Can help, if one loses his way in life.

Lighthouse is the shining light!

6. But nevertheless, what does mean rainbow,

It comes after rain, why not after snow?

Why comes in the day, and never in the night,

Always be sudden on its action side.

7. What for it is flashing up, what brings for us!

Perhaps it’s shining color is the welcome plus.

May be important are the primary colors

Perhaps to the life colors are making gifts.

8. For people sending rainbow is a good thing.

Which really inspires the soul to feel.

Whoever has seen the rainbow shining,

Can understand what it’s advising.

9. It’s of many kinds, but all are saying the thing one, —

About beautiful and magic love.

So every color is calling us, —

To recognize better and happy the chance.

10. But how can help color in shining,

What a meaning for everyone! How charming!

Welcome, beautiful rainbow in clear sky,

Disclose for people your secret fine!

Flower

1. How is in our life wonderfully nice,

It is charming, and gives joy to us.

It is always beautiful, attractive,

Is loveworthy, and very kind? —

2. It’s the flower! They are living everywhere,

We can see a beautiful flower one anywhere:

In gardens, flowerbeds, and meadows,

Inaccessible mountain, or on windows.

3. Some little floweret lives near man.

It needs the people, depends on them?

Quite the reverse – we are dependent on flower!

But how? People nothing do know?

4. It is omnipotent the beauty one,

All powerful, has secret some?

Who was observing the flower’s life,

Who knows truth about them?

5. All people want to get bunch of flowers,

In order to make glad the eyes.

But never it is joy in the heart, —

It grieves, when does someone floweret cut!

6. A little flower, like innocent child

It’s trustful, always with open heart.

Is giving to all people only good,

With open beauty, it improves the mood.

7. With open eyes gaze at a pretty one

How many kinds on the earth very fine.

All very beautiful and fascinating,

But each has a desire – of more pretty being.

8. What for the flowers want to be in bloom,

Why buds in spring speed to blossom soon.

Perhaps the earth is tired, and is in need,

But man is busy, is boring it…

9. Drillholes are a pain. Who can help the earth?

May be some flower which didn’t fall.

Perhaps the flower gives life-blood to it

To the tired Mother… Then fading is.

10. The flower’s lifetime very short is

Why people are wounding and cut plants of Gods?

What for He sowed flowers in the earth?!

Let live innocent ones for all the best!

Sacred

1. The new day brings suddenly new thoughts.

They are of many kinds, some are forgotten,

Some are living like trusty friends,

But other kinds goodness do prevent.

2. Why to live with erroneous mind;

To err is human… How choose right?

Who can help better in problem this,

When by gloomy thoughts down one feels.

3. Always are disturbing, and never

They do leave, are wounding the soul.

Who the constant sender of them is, mind,

What for send thoughts of a different kind?

4. Or may be from two sources are sent to us?

Not difficult to tell one from the other is.

One sent the darksome and gloomy sorts,

Another quite the reverse, sent lightsome thoughts.

5. Darksome turn out the lightish some,

And want to take possession of mind.

To order at will and govern passions

And lead to gloomy, darksome abyss.

6. Another source is sending thoughts

Of the kind best, – this source is the Gods!

They are always speeding for good help,

This source is sacred, a trusty well.

7. The living water is spilling everywhere,

Is irrigating the mind and soul.

The living thoughts are coming soon,

When the open heart is waiting for them.

8. These holy messages always can help,

Come to the rescue, they are rescuers well.

To shower kindness for people is a source,

That is why sends to help them the thoughts.

9. It’s the one always simple, fine,

Too kindly, and have many of them.

Bring holy joy… Before which kind we kneel.

10. What we’ll have chosen in our life?

If sacred thoughts we receive in mind,

Can draw near to the divine source.

It’s our sacred duty to think the holy thoughts!

Peace

1. All the people need the peace or not?

Perhaps not all… But a good lot

Who need the peaceful way of life, —

They always are fighting the good fight.

2. Peace movement must go on without war

Peace campaigners are blocking the war like a wall.

They can fight only with good means,

Peace-loving man has better feelings.

3. He never can be the killer one,

Peace-lover always want to have

Peace in the world, to keep the peace,

And bring for people the best ideas.

4. Good sense left the people, or they had lost?

What for began very many wars?

In order to invite disasters,

Then dream of peace, if cut one’s luck is…

5. Who is conqueror, what is conquered? —

The broken-hearted people are in alien land!

Remains of towns, thousands of graves,

The cripples, orphans… The conqueror is death!

6. What for some people want to be at war?

The lifetime is very short, that we know all.

Most of the people have common sense,

And want to live without the shells.

7. Why must someone shell the pass?

We all must each the other trust.

If everyone is tolerant to the other,

Then may be is time, when comes ruth in…

8. At first thoughts of compassion will come in mind,

Then will have run through the soul and the heart.

Who pityingly can treat some,

He puts much value upon life.

9. We all together must live in love,

We can’t make an attempt on somebody’s life

We must give life for the living some,

Good creatures to murder?! Infamy one!

10. What had bequeathed to us the sacred sky,

Indeed, forgot all? – It’s the Love!

When finally will have taken the peaceful way

Will have loved all, without fail!

Teaching

1. Too many teachings and doctrines people know.

Some philosophical or religious… Which are sound?

Hoary antiquity has left a lot of them.

The time honoured truth has reached us.

2. But all it’s trustworthy, or not,

We don’t know from which sort

Has come this truth, where is the source,

What for they left diverse thoughts?

3. It is possible they brought for the people.

A timeless truth from source, which is single.

Perhaps had sent them the divine sky,

In order to gift us the teachings fine.

4. The great names history left us,

Reserved only names for itself. What it is?

What are their real names, we don’t know,

But how many nameless were left, now…

5. We know only a few best names.

About sainted men of sense…

We mostly didn’t know well,

Sky’s messengers unknown left.

6. God knows the “people’s gratitude,” —

Golgotha is always waiting, the savage hoot.

Almighty can forgive very much,

But must remember the hangmen such.

7. Sky’s teaching always speaks about Love,

The great patience and the compassionate life,

About tolerance, and kindness is said…

God’s Doctrine is lending the helping hand.

8. All the people know Great Teacher well,

But they are calling him in one’s own way.

Someone had chosen his Teacher fine,

Is bearing one’s cross along Golgotha line…

9. Loves Buddha very much another,

Are loving Krishna people other…

Somebody chose the sun-cult shine.

Some have been worshiping the teaching of other kind.

10. But the people are disputing always, —

Which kind is better! What to them say?

They always do argue! If teacher’s precept is Love,

We must do our duty of loving all in life!

Love

1. Love! You have the thorny way always!

But never did turn back the face.

You can set one’s face against the troubles.

Your purpose only the victory of unguarded ones.

2. For love-victress I’m devoting a hymn.

And very sacred feelings I will put in.

It is a thousand pities, – how little do the words!

They cannot reproduce even the best of thoughts.

3. Who gets to know and touch the loving man.

Can understand who is the true friend.

He never did disappoint anybody’s hopes.

Who lives in love, he the faithful one is.

4. In the name of Love, we must be better!

It everyone wants to be the man happy,

Must get themselves to like all people,

Love will come there, if wait with feeling.

5. The great minds of the world had hymned,

And prayed to skies, praiseworthy feeling this.

Why dream all the people of beautiful love,

What for they need the feeling this fine?

6. All lifetime was looking the man for love,

But mostly left the life not having found…

On the earth is heard entreaty of love-lorns,

They are praying for happy swan songs.

7. Indeed, swans can love better than us?

Or maybe God is citing them example as?

Perhaps somebody can better love,

But due to suffering his didn’t show somehow.

8. About love his knows only God!

All sacred feelings and lovely thought…

The man was entrusted by the Omnipotent source.

One God Almighty about torments knows.

9. Why people’s soul must always suffer?

Who is guilty for unhappiness of others?

All people know, how is painful life.

Without the beautiful and the gladdening love.

10. I am praying! Dear, lovely friends!

We all must love, in the best sense.

If we have let live in hearts the Love-hymn,

God will send the swan song for the people!

Часть III. Песнь души

Part III. Song of the soul

Я – рассвет!

1. Сегодня первый день весны, когда

Надежда воскресает и душа

Всё лучшее в себя вбирает. Кодекс славный

Весна приносит людям с Солнцем ранним.

2. Я знаю, будет лучше в час рассвета

Вниманье обратить на круг из света.

И в душу мысль принять, которая светла,

Что в будущем напомнит знак Огня.

3. Какими в жизни люди быть должны:

Терпеньем, добротой, сердечностью полны.

Как Солнце в высоте, быть выше всех проблем,

Всегда нести тепло сердцам людей.

4. Мы временами зрим огонь священный,

Но почему не можем взять пример отменный?

Зажечься утром, будто Солнце дорогое,

И источать лучи, что полны красотою.

5. Пусть луч один свет нежности несёт,

Другой – сердечное тепло, а тот

Восторг мечты всем может подарить,

А остальные явят счастие любить.

6. Как можем вместе жить мы на Земле,

Когда друг другу принесли столь мрачных дел?

И лишь один прекрасный выход есть для нас:

Пусть каждый скажет: “Я – рассвет для вас!”

I Am Sunrise

1. Today is the first day of spring, when hope

Arises and brings for the soul

All the betterment. Nature’s law is fine

Bringing for the people spring and sunny shine.

2. I know it would be better at the sunrise time

Carefully to look around under the shining sun

And put in the soul some thought bright,

To remind in future of the fire sign.

3. What must the people be in life:

Tolerant, kindly, with open heart.

Like sun so high, above all the problems,

For ever giving warmth to other souls.

4. From time to time we can see sacred fire,

But why can’t we follow the example, which is up higher?

In early morning light up, like dear sun,

And give off beams, which make the beauty shine.

5. One beam will carry tender light,

Another can bring warm heart.

Some other kind may give joyful dream,

And the rest must love happy bring.

6. How can we live on earth together,

With so many dark deeds to each other?

There is only one fine way for us, —

Let everyone say: “For you – I’m sunrise!”

Терпение

1. Огонь Cвященный мой – Бог Всемогущий!

Тебе все мысли шлю я, что получше.

Благодарение моё летит в небес голубизну,

Но где ж Твой Дом? Не вижу почему?

2. Но отчего же Ты, мой Бог, незрим глазами,

Хочу увидеть я, но всё вокруг в тумане.

Я знаю, Всемогущий, что живёшь Ты высоко,

Свободно полететь к Тебе научит кто?

3. Яви учителя, который знает, как

Бескрылые должны уметь взлетать.

Который сможет научить, как жить обязан

В священных чувствах наш землянин.

4. Так можем мы искать, что превосходно так,

И находить во дни и ночи Божий знак:

То, может, Солнца в ясный день поверхность

Иль много звёзд в ночи Божественная верность!

5. Нуждается весь мир в учителе правдивом,

Ты посылал его, пришлёшь к нам снова Сына.

Я чувствую всегда Твою Любовь, тепло,

Что излучаешь. Так прекрасно всё!

6. Мой Бог, я не прошу нисколько для себя,

Подарен мне свет звёзд и Солнца красота.

И лишь одно – терпенье может указать

Путь к Божьему жилищу отыскать!

Endurance

1. My sacred fire, – Almighty God!

For You I send my better thoughts.

My thankful message does fly in the sky,

Where is Your Holy Home? Don’t I see why?

2. Why are You invisible, my dear God?

I want to see, but all around is fog.

I know, Almighty, You live in the heaven high,

Who’ll teach me to freely fly?

3. Give me some Teacher, who knows how

We can without wings fly higher.

Who’ll teach us, how must we live

And on our earth do piety feel.

4. How hard do we look for the best in life

And find God’s marks in day and night.

It may be sun in clear day,

Or many stars in night. God’s way!

5. All people need the faithful Teacher,

You sent in the past, will send in future!

Do feel the warmth and love always,

Which kindly You send. It’s the best!

6. I don’t ask You for anything, my God.

The shining sun and stars have I got.

But grant me endurance You can

Help me seek the way to God’s place then!

Добрый

1. В час утра ранний песнь слышна.

Но кто её поёт, так удивительна она!

Придал ей поэтичность кто в прекрасном слове,

А кто ж певец? Не знаю я такого.

2. Так, иногда я слышу звук прелестный,

Летящий в белых облаках из поднебесья.

Но эта музыка не для ушей, она

Так удивительна, певуча и нежна.

3. Услышать песню сможет добрый человек,

С открытым сердцем проживший свой век.

И только чуткость сердца ловит этот звук,

О добродетелях поёт певец высокий тут.

4. А чьи глаза открыты в этой жизни,

Способен многое увидеть в чудном смысле:

То звуки облаков иль ветра и земли,

Прекрасных звёзд, луны или ночи…

5. Везде есть звук: в земле или на небе,

Но мы не слышим их, препятствует мышленье.

Что за мелодия? С утра она одна,

А вечером другая песнь слышна.

6. Кто ж пишет для людей ежеминутно

Песнь новую? Возвышенно и чудно!

Но если знать хотим, кто Музыкант сей Добрый,

Должны поверить в звук Богоподобный!

Kind

1. In early morning you hear a sweet song.

Who sings such a wonderful one?

Who gave it the poetical content in words?

And who is the singer? I don’t know all that.

2. Sometimes I hear that sound fine,

Flying among the white clouds high,

But this music is not for ears:

So wonderful, lilting and gentle.

3. This song only he can hear who’s very kind,

Who’s living always with open heart.

Only keen hearts can catch the sound this,

About kindness the divine singer sings.

4. With eyes open, who live in life,

They can see in it wonders many kind:

The sound of clouds, of wind and earth,

Of night and moon, and stars the best…

5. The sound is everywhere on earth and in the sky,

But we don’t hear it, prevented by the mind.

What a melody it is! In the morning – one,

In the evening – other sounds are spun.

6. Who writes for people all the time

A new song every minute, sweet and sublime!

If we want to know the musician kind,

We must believe in the song divine!

Подготовка к полёту

1. Однажды некий птенчик в гнёздышке родился.

Открыв глаза свои, округой подивился.

Какой чарующий простор вокруг него,

Гимн жизнерадостный щебечут птицы. О-о-о!!!

2. Сияет Солнце в небе голубом,

И облака плывут в молчании своём.

Но почему они, как птицы, не щебечут,

Птенец желает слышать песенные речи

3. И хочет вместе спеть благодаренья песнь

Земле, что дала жизни тело здесь.

Ведь форма птицы лучше всех других:

Жить на свободе, где научат взлёту их.

4. Меж странными людьми и жителями неба

Проводит птица жизнь в полёте смелом

И может видеть, как мечта людей зовёт

Подняться ввысь, но редко в гору кто идёт.

5. Как может крошечный птенец помочь тем людям,

Которые упорствуют в подъёме трудном?

Да как же восходящий человек

Не видит руку, что протянута с Небес?!

6. Решился птенчик малый: “Летать я научусь!

И, облачась в людскую форму, я вернусь

И научу их с детства подготовиться в полёт,

Что в Божью вольную Страну их приведёт!”

Learning to Fly

1. Once a birdie was born in the nest.

It opened its eyes and looked here and there.

What a magic world was there around him,

Birds were chirping hymns of life and fun.

2. The Sun was shining in blue sky,

White clouds silently drifting by.

Why don’t they chirp like happy birds?

Birdie wants their song to be heard!

3. He wants to sing with them thankful song

For earth, which gave him life in a form.

Bird’s form is better than other life,

It lives in freedom, and there learns to fly.

4. Among people strange and creatures of the sky,

All through life the birds live and boldly fly.

Can see how people’s dreams rise very high,

But seldom can over the mountain fly…

5. How can a little birdie help the man,

Who persists in climbing high again?

Why the climber does not see, how from the sky

Stretches out to help the hand divine?!

6. The birdie makes up its mind: “I’ll learn to fly!

Then return and to the humans be nice,

Shall teach them to fly from the childhood

So they too can fly in God’s free world!”

Попутный

1. Попутный ветер принёс нам песнь

Из неизвестных стран, о мудром весть,

Живущем всюду во Вселенной,

Что полнится её благословеньем.

2. Неощутимый ветер работает для нас,

Он воскресает раннею весной и в летний час

Уходит странствовать в таинственный простор,

Чтобы там встретиться с Божественным лицом.

3. Но в Космосе живут невидимые люди,

Они всегда добры, чутьё их свято будет,

Гостеприимны все, с открытым сердцем,

На мудрость свою могут опереться.

4. Навечно знанье поселилось в этом мире,

Страну собрал Святейший Бог Великий.

И люди лучшие с планеты голубой

В счастливый мир вернулись все, домой.

5. К Отцу пришли на отдых краткосрочный,

Затем вернутся в Землю с духом прочным.

Кто знает Истину святых, что шли от Бога?!

Быть может, ветер, летающий пред Оком.

6. Он может весть нам о Спасителе принесть,

Чтоб приготовились мы к встрече Его здесь.

Вниманье, люди! Сейчас опять весна —

Святую весть несёт попутный ветер нам!

Fair Wind

1. The fair wind brought for us a song

About wisdom from the unknown worlds,

Its presence is felt everywhere,

Universe is filled with wisdom’s favour.

2. For us it is working this subtle wind,

Resuscitating in early spring,

Then goes to wander in mystic space,

To seek and find the divine Godlike face.

3. In space are living invisible people,

Holy they are and ever so kindly they feel,

All very hospitable, with open heart,

They have wisdom sound in the mind.

4. For centuries did the knowledge accumulate in the world,

This country found and prayed the Great Holy God!

All the fine people from the Blue Earth,

Returned home in the happy place.

5. To the Father came for a short rest,

Then came again in the world with the soul best.

Who knows the truth about the Prophets of God?!

May be the wind blowing near the ford.

6. It can bring the news of the Saviour,

So as to prepare us to meet him here.

Attention, people! It’s now spring, —