Alexander Blok
- When you are on my way..., by Alec Vagapov
- When you are standing on my path..., by Andrey Kneller
«I led a bandit out, to shoot her. / She didn’t beg, she didn’t plead — / Just glared at me with pride and anger. / Her pain was bad. She clenched her teeth. And then she said: “Now listen, fella, / You’re gonna shoot me anyway. / Before you lay me down forever, / Just let me l...»
«Who can forget the fatal forties, / The rampant firing of mortars, / The letters turning faces ashen / Their formal words "was killed in action"? It's cold. The sky is spreading out / Above the rumbling railroad, tired / Of moving east with endless crowds / Who lost their homes to bombs...»
«I fell asleep well after three; / The birds were waking in the tree, / The wood stood dark and deep. / And I was happy, young and free / And smiling in my sleep. The dew had fallen on the grass / My sleep was tight and sound / All over me — just shooting stars / And under me — the...»
«There's one night left to build fortifications. / It's in my hands, the hope for our salvation. I'm yearning for the past; then I could warn / Those who were doomed to perish in this war. A man across the street would hear me cry, / "Come here, now, and death will pass you by." I'd know the...»