Alexander Pushkin
- Old man, by Andrey Kneller
- Old Man, by Babette Deutsch
- The old man, by Christopher Alan Tessone
«A moment’s silver glinted flash – / A roach in river’s moment dreaded / Will weave his fables, silver-threaded. From hill bursts cart in reckless dash, / And through the air his song’s propelling, / And youthful joy in heart is swelling. And sadness. Itches homespun rash. / For s...»
«She came towards me, silent like the moonlit night, / With violet-hooded eyes, like inky night was gazing, / Where soft the gentle dewdrops grass-tipped quivered blazing, / She came towards me – perfectly arrayed, just right, / And soft, she breathed, as the insinuating night. The secret ...»
«Wenn du weisst, wer ich bin, und mich magst, — / nimm mich hin: / Bist der einzige Mensch, des gelüstet mein Sinn. / Eh' ich dich hab' geseh'n, war ich kalt wie der / Schnee, / Denn ich wohne im tiefen und schweigenden See. Aber warte noch: gleich kommt das Mondlicht so / bleich... ...»
«I'll be yours if you want. Understand if you can / If I like anyone in this world, you're the one. / I'd been cold, pale and feeble before I met you. / Well, I come from the bottom, deep, quiet and blue. No, don't hurry. The moon will be shining for us. / There it is! Can you see it? New mo...»