Moirae

Moirae

Во мраке лесов, на волшебной поляне
мерцает светящийся круг колеса
то дщери веков в предрассветном тумане
плетут пряжу жизни, призвав небеса

И каждый раз Клото прядет запевая
дарящая импульс для судеб людских
Лахесис, протянет ту нить, пропуская
сквозь злостные путы всех стра'стeй земных

Антропос окинув пророческим взглядом
Весь путь упований, надежд и невзгод
Взмахнёт вновь кинжалом, законным обрядом
неумолимо прервав жизни ход

in russian, no translation, sorry

UPDATED

english version
thanks so much to for great help with free translation (certainly the english version is lost poetic rhyme and size (step), but now possible to understand the meaning of the poem) :

Moirae

In the gloom of forests, on the magical glade
twinkles the luminous circle of the wheel
It's Daughters of centuries in the before-dawn fog
they made the yarn of life, call to skies for help

and each time Kloto begins to braiding with his song
and gives pulse for the fates human
Lakhesis pulls this thread and let through the malicious the fetters of the passions and vices

Antropos after glancing with prophetic view
on all way of hopes and adversities
she raised a dagger again and she do lawful ritual,
inexorably interrupted the motion of the life

Moirae or Fates [link]
in Greek mythology, were incarnations of destiny. The Greek word moira (μοῖρα) literally means a part or portion, and by extension one's portion in life or destiny. They controlled the metaphorical thread of life of every mortal from birth to death.

poem by me

Stock used:
*Eirian-stock [link]
~barns-en [link]
~drgnstock [link]
~D-is-for-Duck [link]