Among the glaucous waves that kiss gold Tauris' beaches
I saw a Nereid, as dawn flushed heaven's reaches.
I barely dared to breathe, hid in the olive trees,
While the young demigoddess rose above the seas;
Her young, her swan-white breast above the waters lifting,
From her soft hair she wrung the foam in garlands
drifting.
Среди зелёных волн, лобзающих Тавриду,
На утренней заре я видел нереиду.
Сокрытый меж дерев, едва я смел дохнуть:
Над ясной влагою полубогиня грудь
Младую, белую как лебедь, воздымала
И пену из власов струёю выжимала.
«When I am too weak to get over a blow, / When I feel a creeping despair, / The blue midnight trolley I'd hop on the go, / The last one, the spare. The last midnight trolley, keep speeding your wheels, / Keep sending out your lonely message, / To find in the night everybody who feels / L...»
«Little song, momentary as life itself, / Heard by me somewhere along the road, / It has words of such penetrating sense / And the music almost free from the earthly load. At dawn, without warning, the song arrives, / Not taught to tell lies or to hesitate, / Like a piece of hope that is n...»
«Cavalier Garde, your days are shorter, and hence, the sweeter your reward. / The trumpet calls, the curtain’s opened, and distant swords are clearly heard. / The voice of trumpets is still fading, yet the commander’s on the horse. / Don’t ever promise a young maiden an everlasting love o...»
«Neva Petrovna, lions as before / Are dutifully guarding you in silence. / No woman ever made me so excited, / You are the first. I feel it ever more. Wait, wait a minute, don't speed up on me, / I don't intend to lay some praise upon you: / A tourist I am not, Neva Petrovna, / I'm just ...»