Need a feedback on poetry translation
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переводила не я и тот, кто переводил, в интернет не ходит. поэтому - закидайте камнями, если можно
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I am a Sacrificial Bull
In boundless gardens like forests I, the Sacrificial Bull, live.
I am God, and beyond the fences, as herd
I nibble the juicy rich grass.
It is for them – the sun, the sky and the wind
The rays of sunset caress their rust colored backs.
But the night hides them somewhere,
And sadly wondering the cows moo.
But I am alone. Only in the twilight
Old man clad in the priest robes
Always easily find me among the other bulls
And by now I recognize each of them
They dust my golden horns, clean my
resilient skin. I am the Sacrificial Bull,
My death is coming at the end of the decade
In honor of the greatest Goddess
When the night covers the gardens
And in the temple they put out the lights,
My bronze feet hardly touching the black granite
Along the slippery colons I enter the Charmed
Hall where even tsars do not dare be.
Wholly devoted like her son
Silently I walk to the altar.
There is peace and high gloom
And in my wish, naive and old
I shed tears and quietly the
Snow-white altar is ringing
At these stones seeing her youth
I feel young and free
I lick the granite blocks like the palm of her hand
With my rough tongue
Her gaze, I will never forget,
Like a sharp dagger pierced me
I am her slave. I am the sacrificial Bull
I devote myself to her.
I devote myself to you.
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переводила не я и тот, кто переводил, в интернет не ходит. поэтому - закидайте камнями, если можно
***
I am a Sacrificial Bull
In boundless gardens like forests I, the Sacrificial Bull, live.
I am God, and beyond the fences, as herd
I nibble the juicy rich grass.
It is for them – the sun, the sky and the wind
The rays of sunset caress their rust colored backs.
But the night hides them somewhere,
And sadly wondering the cows moo.
But I am alone. Only in the twilight
Old man clad in the priest robes
Always easily find me among the other bulls
And by now I recognize each of them
They dust my golden horns, clean my
resilient skin. I am the Sacrificial Bull,
My death is coming at the end of the decade
In honor of the greatest Goddess
When the night covers the gardens
And in the temple they put out the lights,
My bronze feet hardly touching the black granite
Along the slippery colons I enter the Charmed
Hall where even tsars do not dare be.
Wholly devoted like her son
Silently I walk to the altar.
There is peace and high gloom
And in my wish, naive and old
I shed tears and quietly the
Snow-white altar is ringing
At these stones seeing her youth
I feel young and free
I lick the granite blocks like the palm of her hand
With my rough tongue
Her gaze, I will never forget,
Like a sharp dagger pierced me
I am her slave. I am the sacrificial Bull
I devote myself to her.
I devote myself to you.
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