At once my speech and mind are glazing,
As with one eye I’m on you gazing:
For in my head there’s but one eye.
And should the fates be so desiring
That I’d a hundred to espy
They would be fixed on you, untiring.
Язык и ум теряя разом,
Гляжу на вас единым глазом:
Единый глаз в главе моей.
Когда б Судьбы того хотели,
Когда б имел я сто очей,
То все бы сто на вас глядели.
«I When, little Straw, you lie in giant bedroom / And, sleepless, wait, that solemn, true and high, / Heavy and calm — what could be more despairing — / Forever on you will descend the sky — A whistling Straw, a dry Straw, or Straw empty, / You drank death to the brim and made it raw....»
«"I lost a cameo I used for grooming / On shores of the Nieva, I know not where. / I pity a majestic Roman woman" — / You uttered this to me in near despair. But what's the point, you gorgeous Georgian maiden, / Of shaking divine ashes from the sky? / One fluffy snowflake, its beauty fad...»
«Hellenes were readying for war / Over a gorgeous island Salamin. / Overtaken fully by the foe / From Athens' harbor it was seen. And now the friends and islanders / Fill our ships with their toil. / Englishmen did not love earlier / The sweetness of Europe's soil. O Europe, you, the ne...»
«I'm feeling chilly. The transparent spring / Dresses Petropolis in a verdant down / But, like a jellyfish, Nieva's blue waves / Revulse me slightly and bid me calm down. / Upon the northern shores of this great river / The headlights of the autos head out far / Dragonflies soar and steel...»