Don’t pine your heart with fleeting worldly bliss, Never be used to your sweet wife and house, Take a last piece from your child’s dear mouth To give to somebody, who needs. And be a slave, submissive to a word Of him, who was your foe – the sworn, rather, And call a beast of wilderness your brother, And wait for nothing from the Lord. Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, January, 2002