What a cold autumn!
Put on your shawl and bonnet.
Look: beyond the pines
It’s as if a fire is rising.
Close to you, I always remember
The radiance of an autumn night;
Its phosphorous eyes still shine,
But they no longer warm me.
Какая холодная осень!
Надень свою шаль и капот.
Смотри, — из-за дремлющих сосен
Как будто пожар восстаёт.
Сияние северной ночи
Я помню всегда близ тебя:
И светят фосфо́рные очи,
Да только не греют меня.
«Humid! No freedom and no luck, / The night interminably goes on. / If only the thunder would clap. / Our cup to the rim is filled up! Thunder, above the sea's clotting, / In the field and in forest sound, / And the cup of universal sorrow / Please split, scatter, and splash!»
«She was filled and moved by sadness, / All the time, while her three teenagers / Jumped and played around her loudly, / Her lips whispered, she deep in thought: / “Miserable dears! why were you born? / You’ll set out on your destined way / And not manage to escape your fate!” / D...»
«Oh, Muse! I am at my coffin's door! / Be as it may, I am much to blame, / And let people's spite one hundred / Times more my sins' scope multiply – / Do not cry! Our drawn lot enviable, / They will not dispute this nor fight: / Between me and many honest hearts / You will not allo...»
«Furious, I rebuke you in sorrow. / For ten years, you did not allow / The horse of poetry, with its bridle / Of diamonds, its hooves of gold, saddle / Hand-stitched in harmony, one single fist of oats, Nor, / drunk with meadow dew, did you let / It go free to refresh the swan‟s gimpy w...»