If you see - Your friend seems to be Neither friend, nor foe - So-so... If you never have understood Whether heís bad or good... Take to mountains high This guy, Donít you leave him at once - Give a chance, Let him be in one link with you - There youíll see who is who. If the climb makes him feel Quite ill, If he only fails And wails, Having stepped on the ice He cries, Having stumbled he dies... Itís a cur who is near - Itís clear, Waste no words on this foe - Let go! Such guys shouldnít be brought along - They deserve no song! If the guy didnít howl Or growl, And went on being tough And rough, And held on With a groan If You had flown From a cliff. If heís broken through With you To the peak which is shining blue - Then you know that upon this guy You may fully rely!
© George Tokarev. Translation, 2001
Edited by Robert Titterton