Every ending begins somewhere,
A long stick has an end,
GOOD has its pole, which is called evil,
Not forever is the tsar to wear the crown.

Do not be sad, for once it was joyful,
Do not grieve, for you will receive comfort.
And the enemy will grow envious
Of your happy laughter.

And do not envy yourself,
For the small and the frail,
With gratitude to fate —
Are a source of miracles.