The Prayer
While the earth is still spinning,
While the light is still bright,
Lord, give to everyone,
What he does not have:
Give to the wise man the head,
Give to the coward a horse,
Give the happy money ...
And do not forget about me.
While the earth is still spinning, -
Lord, the power is yours! -
Give to the rushing to power
To gut himself with governing.
Give a rest to the generous,
At least till the end of the day,
Give to Cain a remorse ...
And do not forget about me.
I know that you are able to do everything,
I believe in your wisdom,
As the soldier, killed in battle,
Believed that he lives in Paradise.
How do every ear believe
To your quiet speeches,
As we also believing,
Not knowing what we are doing!
Lord, my God,
Green-eyed mine!
While the earth is still spinning,
And this is strange even to herself,
While she still has enough
Time and fire,
Give to everyone a little bit and
Do not forget about me.
(born 1431 and disappeared 1462), which I can not find in English or Italian on the web. Translated here from Russian's song version by Bulat Okudghava (1924-1997).