Blok, "В день холодный, в день осенний"

A work ("Upon an autumn day so cold") by this Russian poet.  You can read the original here.

Upon an autumn day so cold 
I shall return at last;
Recall sweet springtime sighs, behold
An image from the past.

I shall not cry as my steps near, 
From memories withdrawn.
Perchance I’ll meet the melodies
Of new autumnal dawn.

O baleful, wicked laws of time,  
Which soothe a spirit’s woes!
Yet erstwhile moans will never chime,  
Past howls you’ll never know.

This flame won’t burn my blinded eyes 
In a past dream’s mad flight.  
And soul allayed will realize
That day outdarkens night.