Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Гамлет. Быть или не быть

translation by Boris Pasternak
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To be or not to be - that is the question.
Is worthy to suffer shame fate meekly
Or you need to put up resistance?
Rise up, arm, win
Or die, to die, to sleep?
And to know that this chain terminator heart pangs
And thousands of deprivation inherent in the body!
Is not the goal that all desire -
To die, to sleep, to sleep?
And to dream? ..
Here is the answer.
Well what dreams that sleep of death for ever,
When the cover is removed earthly feelings ?!
That's the clue.
That's what our misery extends life for so many years!
And then who would carry false greatness of the rulers,
Ignorance nobles, universal pretense,
Inability to pour itself unrequited love
And ghostly merit in the eyes of nobodies -
When so just brings all the ends hit the dagger!
Who would agree, groaning under the burden of life trail,
Whenever the unknown after death,
Fear of the country where no one returned,
Will not declined -
Better to put up with a familiar evil,
Escape to a stranger than to strive for! ..
So all of us makes cowards of thought,
And wither like a flower, our commitment
In infertility mental impasse
So die designs on a grand scale,
At the beginning of promising success
From a long delay!
But hush,
Be Quiet ...