Share with me your dreams of living,
Address yourself directly to my soul;
What cannot be expressed in words alone –
Fan into my soul in the form of sound.
Поделись живыми снами,
Говори душе моей;
Что не выскажешь словами —
Звуком на душу навей.
«How many has this chasm already swallowed / Both young and old / The day will come when I will have to follow! / All those who left this world. And all in me that struggled. sang and dared. / My voice that laughed and cried / Will disappear. like my golden hair / And hazel eyes. Yet li...»
«You look like me — looking down; / Your eyes on the graveyard lane. / I, too, kept my eyes on the ground; / Please stop and read my name! Pick poppies and verbena: / They grow here wild with sage — / And read my name, Marina, / Along with two numbers — my age. Don't think that I ...»
«Some like maids, and others — marquesas / To each his own, as they say — / The concierge's daughter (her name is Lisa) / Has stolen my heart away. Lisa is known to be timid and private — / Our autumn romance is discreet. / Her mother is strict and my Lisa keeps quiet / Whenever we...»
«One day a German sniper may hit me in my gullet, / Or, from some Nazi rookie I'd get a crazy bullet, Or else, a mine could shred my legs with shrapnel scatters / This war will do me in; but how? It doesn't matter. And then I will be lying there no name to me, nor glory / My frozen gaze still...»