Do not elude — I will not sue
For your heart pain, nor secret worrying,
I want to plunge myself in mourning
And to repeat that I love you.
It is suffice for me to fly
To you like waves run by the water —
To kiss cold granite I have gotten,
To kiss and after that to die.
Не избегай; я не молю
Ни слез, ни сердца тайной боли,
Своей тоске хочу я воли; —
И повторять тебе: люблю.
Хочу нестись к тебе, лететь,
Как волны по равнине водной,
Поцеловать гранит холодной,
Поцеловать и умереть.
«Why do elks and rabbits cavort through the forest? / Drawing away? / The people ate the bark of the asp, / The green sprouts of firs… / Wives and children wander through the woods, / Collecting birch leaves / For their schi, okroschka and borsch, / Fir tops and silvery moss, — / ...»
«Always a slave, but with the birthplace of kings on / a swarthy chest. / And a state seal in exchange for / an earring. / A young woman with a sword, who never conceived, / Or a midwife — the crone of mutin...»
«I The Sayan rolls with one swell after another, / And with shores of chalk. / Here, is the brooding of the past, / Where time has turned numb. / Above, with a vast blanket, / The sails rustle ominously, / A shuttle boat perturbs the second / Sky of the river with its hulk bottom. / ...»
«1 I break the layered rocks / In the hour when the silty day / Is moulded, and my tired mule carries / The weighty lumps on its shaggy back. We carry them to the railroad, / Put them in a heap, — and to the sea again / The hairy legs lead us, / And the mule starts braying. And it br...»