Igor Severyanin - Кондитерская для мужчин (Konditerskaya dlya muzhchin) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

Translation

Confectionary For Men

1

There was Nadia with the baker,
She was his wife under law.
Upon this Nadia briefly staring,
You believed, who she was…
And, having forgotten about the ideal,
(Ah, ideal is where is sin!)
You attained momentarily,
What for all is this woman…
Thus trivially having dressed
In her home clothes,
That you momentarily attained
All the depravity of her…
Thus, these properties achieving,
You, if you had been ladies’ man,
Gave the sign, and to you denuded
Appeared in the assigned time…
From your initiative
Depended second chapter’s move.
Instrument in your hands. Motives
Certainly you must choose.

2

In July noon before the counter
“La Garconne” she reads,
And flies crawl on the graphs of
Consumable book. In the counter – sleep.
Sleep the unsold rolls,
Sleeps the stuck together Monpasieur,
Sleep in a casket banknotes,
And the rum babas too.
Sleep the eclairs and brioches,
Toffees, cakes, pretzels,
Sleeps emerald of fake brooches,
In eyes – perversion’s coals.
Sleep tightly the sweet ranks
Of unpresentable sweetness,
Sleep the last year’s meringues,
Not meant for the guests…
And Kolya from behind partition
Snores, like a believing husband.
In sleep with his beard he rustles
Suddenly shuddering against the wall.
And confectioner sleeps behind reading:
Her book does not tell a lot.
All in counter sleeps, with exception
Of alive pages of Margaret!

3

Suddenly to counter comes the rider on a stallion.
From the porch she did awake.
Before her is mister constable,
Flows sweat from his face:
“What heat. Give me kvas…”
She – after corkscrew and a glass.
And his left eye on the meat
Of her breasts, the other – behind mill…
“What do you sell in your counter?”
“All that you’d want.” – “Is there wine?
I, do you know, am correcting…”
“Permission to us is not given…”
“Ah pity. Now to drink – notably…”
“Is there more kvas? There is lemonade…” –
And smiled so amusingly,
As if squeezed out a pomegranate.
“Not for me, maybe,
Will be found the glass of wine?”
“I do not think. Does not appear,”
She flirted with him.
“And can I drink your lips
Instead of wine?” – muttered the rank. –
“I will mark the price without concession:
There is no reason for me to yield…” –
And laughed, broke,
As they say, in three is the road…
But all this was to me dear.
That he fell on her horn…
And decided as a result,
That you start flirting with her,
And baker will, by the way,
Hold – “for some occasion” – alcohol.

4

After him came some cottager,
Thus, nothing absolute.
A shabby problem book in hands.
Wearing the torn coat:
“Two rolls each for five kopecks
And for a kopeck caramel…”
Disgustedly-adhesive hungry look,
And rigmarole in the brain.
“Allow me, Mister Scientist,” –
Gives the bag respectfully:
He takes upon the twisted shoestring:
“All this is right, the light of mine!
But how did you understand,
That I am teacher in retirement?”
“And your problem book?” – And in the final
They have collusion in brief time:
The teacher receives the rolls
And most from the baker.
For this in the stinking alley
She gives a lesson to her sister.

5

Then comes the old doctor:
“Allow me the cake of chocolate.” –
“How lives Tipsi?” – “The dog?
May Devil himself tear him up!
He ate all the neighbours’ turkeys –
Now we must pay a huge jackpot…
Heh-heh, no pity for women-souls,
But not for sins of souls of dogs!
You somehow have gotten thin?
What with you, mistress? For long time?” –
“I’m feeling bad actually,
And under spoon the pain…” –
“Well, you could get medical treatment…”
“There is no wealth though thus is all…” –
“But, please, without complaining:
I’m not an ascetic, you know:
Will not reject accepting nature…
“Do you agree?” – “From what…” –
And gave to understand with her figure,
That her plan is good.

6

But this is not enough for Nadia,
All these, taken “in binding”:
Here from the boulevard magazine
The tongue-tied poetaster.
Dress of last fashion in Pinsk
And fixature in the hair,
Epilepticism, a la Vertinsky,
And romanticism a la Hoire!..
“The divine saleswoman,
I want ten rum broads:
Pardon, not broad but maiden:
Ten maidens with rum!” –
Hurriedly take with hand to mouth
One of the rum maidens.
Nadia funnily shudders
And says: “write a poem
About me: it will me flatter
To read about myself in magazine.”
And “beautiful” screams the poetaster!
But here are your conditions:
For every line about the broad,
Pardon, the rum maiden!”
Laughs Nadia: “Pie from columnar road
Will steal it all!
For every poem,
That you will write about me,
I call you for tea with jam…”
“Lonely?” – “Lonely.”

7

Upon the visit of the buyers
In violated sleep of confectionary
From experienced fingers of the masters
To consumable underwear…
Suddenly await the cheesecakes,
Gato, and kitchen, and noise,
And, echoing broken excitement,
They mutter: “Try, I ask”…
He ardently lures all to Mamon,
And, fumbling customers,
Wife and bread on the workman –
All ask to try themselves…
When to the counter comes Kolya,
Her honorable spouse,
She, him diligently schooling
(He is resilient to barbs!),
Let him know, that sacredly
She leads the trading house…
And the man’s mug is crumpled dumbly
With unattainable triumph!

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