Мой перевод стихотворения Юлии Друниной "Я родом не из детства"

Julia Drunina

I’m not from the childhood – I’m from war.

The joy of silence, days without bombs

Are as important for me to restore

As I once vowed in front of my friends’ tombs.

            I’m not from the childhood – I’m from war.

            Once in the front, in partisan detachment

            I realized forever I’ll no more

            Be cruel to a man or anything around me.

I’m not from the childhood – I’m from war.

And maybe that’s why I’m not defended.

In hearts of soldiers there’s eternal score,

Your hands are rough; we’re by the war offended.

            I’m not from the childhood – I’m from war.

            It’s not my fault, believe me, let it be no more.