Alexander Blok
- You were most charming, most loyal, most bright..., by Andrey Kneller
- You were the fairest of all, no denying..., by Alec Vagapov
«Amère, tu prédis l’avenir, et tu as baissé les bras, / Une mèche s’est collée à ton front exsangue, / Et tu souris — ce sourire vermeil / A séduit plus d’une abeille / Et troublé plus d’un papillon. Comme ils sont clairs, tes yeux de lune ; ton regard / Qui voit au loin ...»
«Farewell! My soul with yearning’s full. / Alone I am as was before, / Again I’m prey to shadow’s pull, / Farewell, my spark, how bright you are! / Farewell! Farewell! I’ve now unfurled my sail, / And sadly at the helm I stand / And darting seagulls’ voices’ wail / And stre...»
«December… Snowdrifts in the yard… / Your words and you I still remember; / How in the snow-night, silver-starred, / So shyly shook your every member. In pearly lace of old Marseilles / You day-dreamed by the velvet curtain: / Around you suitors eyed their prey / On low-slung sofas, ...»
«Calla y sabe ocultar / tu sentir y tu pensar, / y que en el fondo del alma / vivan sin molestia, en calma, / como estrellas en el cielo. / Tu calla con todo celo. ¿Puede hablar el corazón? / ¿Encontrara comprensión? / ¿Quien sabrá como respira? / Lo hablado es siempre men...»