Clouds–ye eternal wanderers in hunting grounds of air,
High o’er the verdant Steppes, wide through the blue of heaven–
Coursing fraternal,–say, must ye exiled as I
From the beloved North to the far South be driven?
O tell me, were ye outlawed thus by Fate’s behest?
Drives ye forth open hate, or secret grudge flee ye?
Follows ye unappeased an evil-doer’s curse?
Are ye pursued by poisonous words of calumny?
Ah no! Only from the unfruitful earth ye fly;
Free are your sufferings, your blessedness is free,
Ye know not wretchedness that holds us here in chains,
Know not the joy of home or exile’s misery!
(Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov)
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