I was asked to help with translating a poem from Hindi (no, I didn't learn Hindi this weekend, somebody already translated it into English
). The Chief Translator, though, decided to remain anonymous -- out of modesty, I think. I translated it into Russian English, now could some kind soul check it, please?
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Harivansh Rai Bachchan
Budha God
Where there were enormous wealth, power, fame,
where every moment was joyful and sirens at every step,
where youth was eternal,
after being born and brought up here,
why did you become suspicious and skeptical to the World?
And finally one day you picked the top of the golden pot
1,
and found it full of poison.
They were wearing bride's gown that looked like stale dead body.
You were shocked, you were tense.
Why does a man keep himself in darkness?
Why is he taking sips of poison that are coming out with thrust.
Is this happiness? Man is etching his own eczema.
You went out far away to nations, jungles, mountains,
and searched the cause for this illness,
solution for this illness.
You met great Pundits,
you read great books,
you burned your body in jungles,
sharpened your mind by Sadhna
2.
Work met success,
came the moment of light.
You got enlightenment
and you become enlightened.
You started preaching at different places.
People seeing your great charm, started surrounding you.
To listen to a new thing, man is always ready.
Let the speaker be Satan,
but then, you were God.
Life is a piercing arrow.
Mind and body are suffering, pierced.
This is a fact, needs to be proven?
Arrow. Arrow. Arrow. Arrow.
First, take out the arrow.
Who killed the swan,
why did he kill the swan,
what type of arrow was it,
those are questions for later.
Take out the arrow.
World is self moving, like a flowing river.
Cross the river by swimming,
you can't build the home on the river.
What ever is seen inside and outside of us, sadness, happiness,
is all result of our Karma.
Karma is eternal.
Walk on my described path,
It's not difficult to live apart,
But it's easy to control it.
In the end, this is the outcome of everything.
Life is full of pain.
Desire is a base of pain.
You can get rid of pain and become clean and soft spoken.
A half of
Earth was echoed from your speech.
India, Burma, Lanka, Syam, Tibbet, Mangolia, Japan, China
got up,
Ashram, Math, Garden
were built,
where a queue of followers
bald heads, yellow cloth,
started entering
chanting the following Mantra:
Buddhum Sharnam Gachami,
Dhrmum Sharnam Gachami,
Sangam Sharnam Ghachami.
3 Every new wave flew for some days.
Man was shocked, he became conscious.
Oh mankind,
you do great things.
Let thousands of Peers,
Paigambars,
Aacharyas,
prophets,
Mahants,
Mahatmas come,
4 let them bring knowledge, spread wisdom, preach.
You get it in one ear, and let it go out from other,
you live the way you live, your time tested life.
Where are your human towns
your markets,
your places to waste money,
there,
where are Ram,
Budha,
Allaha,
Jesus's any sign.
We brought up these names, good.
They are incomparable.
One is an Avatar,
another is a Son from heaven,
another is an Angel from heaven.
A man does not allow God to put His hands on him.
He understands already that God will be dangerous,
headache,
bothersome.
If They would be available every time, everywhere,
lies, distrust, cunningness, stealing, crime will refuge where?
All the work of the world will stop.
Imagine that you are loving your lover and your father comes there.
What will you feel?
You will become sick,
you wont be horny,
after being apart from each other,
not seeing each other face.
Mankind would be in a bad shape
if God was present everywhere,
every moment.
A man built Temples, Mosques, Churches and locked Him in these.
These are jails for God.
Look at the sarcasm:
"Faith" was said to the place of worship you live in, comfortably.
World takes your words.
I will meet you every morning and evening,
I have lot of work day and night.
Allah is locked,
Followers are having fun.
Oh World!
You made fun of God!
Where God couldn't do anything, what could Budha do.
Budha was against idols.
You made him an idol.
He was against prayers.
You prayed him.
He did not believe in God.
You called him God.
He came to spread simple living (Vairag),
to remove needless (Shringar),
you put makeup on him.
He's beautiful in his shapes,
His head is bald,
You put a beautiful curly wig on him.
You took soil, wood, gems, stones, iron, coppers, aluminium,
gold, silver, ivory
Put him inside all of this,
crafted, made it a good for sale.
From Peking to Chicago
there is no shop where
let there be no single item, but if you ask,
you wont leave without an idol of Bidha!
Living rooms of riches,
houses of riches
are full of your pictures, showcasing their idol.
But they don't know how you look like,
they don't know your thoughts,
even when they dream.
With skin of lion,
deer's horn,
other items of art,
You also became an item for sale.
Is this what You worked so hard for?
And today I see,
one on side is your idol, and on another a dancing hall.
Hey! Epitome of kindness on animals, thinker, philosopher,
in front of you,
desire and passions are playing openly;
kabab from
cow and pork is being thrown,
alcohol is being drunk glasses after glasses.
Cigarettes, pipes, cigars are being smoked continuously.
Drunk boys are coming closer to girls, they take them in hands,
chest and breast come closer, talk starts between lip to lip. A dance starts.
Orchestra is playing jazz
Paissonm Sharnam Gachami,
Dancem Sharnam Gachami,
Mansam Sharnam Ghachami.
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1) golden pot - a symbol of wealth and prosperity
2) Sadhna - Yoga
3) Gaytri mantra and Buddhist mantra:
http://www.sulekha.com/weblogs/weblogdesc.asp?cid=21507 4) Peer - a man with divine power,
Paigambar - messenger of God,
Aacharya - teacher,
Mahant, Mahatma - Guru
[ December 22, 2004: Message edited by: Mapraputa Is ]
I agree about "horny". Maybe "aroused". The rest is up to Him/Her Who Saw the Original 
