You'll be profaned a hundred times.
The hail of slurs will fall on you.
Your own defence will blacken you.
You'll never go through
the Sea of Betrayals.
Oathbreakers will appear.
They'll be angry because they're more vicious than you.
They'll put shackles on your hands.
They'll whip your arms till blood appears.
They'll expose you to ridicule.
They'll laugh at you themselves.
This all is the proof of powerlessness.
Those who bully are afraid to be afraid.
But don't think that it extolls you.
Many other stood much more.
The power of martyrdom is sometimes prideful.
It demands Veronicas,1 miracles, veils.2
Be ready for a mass grave, fallible memory, pale mark.
In the avalanche of mishaps, the word dies.
This is the smallest of the losses.
Try to be faithful to the ruins
and guard the singed3sheets of paper.
If they get lost somewhere,
everything that you know will get lost.
You'll go in a row with others equal to you
having no influence on your fate.
Nothing is yours. The fire
in which you'll vanish like a hair is burning.
Your name will be badmouthed
by the evildoer, rascal, soldier, torturer.
They'll say that you're the original cause of destruction
that the world has experienced over the centuries.
Defenceless Taurus by your side
will help you bear the lies with pride.
Gemini keeps his eye on you
And Sagittarius lies in wait for your honour.
Remain trustful but cautious.
Don't make the game easier for the sly ones.
The fire won't be less ravenous
if you're the first to burn down in it.
Save needless knick-knacks.
Someday you'll give them to your child.
They'll be useful for the future world
when the Great March will trample it.
If there is something that
sates bad dreams with consolation,
it's against, in spite of and because
you're such hope.
1. probably refers to Saint Veronica2. According to legend, a pious matron named Veronica took pity on Jesus as he was carrying his cross through the streets of Jerusalem on the way to his crucifixion at Calvary and stepped forward from the crowd and wiped the blood and sweat from his face with her veil. Out of thanks for her kindness, Jesus worked a miracle and left a painting-like imprint of his face on the veil. The legend contends that the veil has healing powers. https://www.liveabout.com/veil-of-veronica-miraculous-relic-rediscovered...3. "singed" here means "lightly burnt with fire"