It Is Scorching Without Happiness and Liberty

 It is so scorching
 without happiness and liberty.
 Night is eternally long.
 Should be a tempest?
 The cup of pain is overflowing.
 Arise from the bottom of the sea.
 In the field and in the forest
 you should whistle.
 Overturn the cup
 of human sufferings.

 Nikolay Alexeyevich Nekrasov

 Translation and Photography by  Sheikh Igor ibn Abi Sufyan-Marinovsky

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