«In the sea of high grass you'll be sunk with your head, / In the house — with peace come along… / She'll embrace with her arms, veil around with her plait. / "Hi, my prince", she will say, slim and strong. She will tell you again, "Here are charms of the rose, / Here the dodder was wavi...»
«There was only one flower there, / Aromatic and unraveled... / Zhukovsky I prefer the gorgeous freedom, / And I fly to lands of grace, / Where in wide and clear meadows / All is good, as dreams, and blest. / Here they rice: the clover clear, / And corn-flower's gentle lace, / And th...»
«I seek salvation. / My fires blaze on mountains’ far heights — / The realm of night is in a glare. / But brighter blaze my spiritual sight / And You’re afar — but are you real there? / I seek salvation. The starry choir sings solemnly in skies, / I’m cursed for good by ever...»
«I slow was losing my poor mind / By doors of her, with whom I’m crazy. / A day was followed by a night, / Just making my great thirst more blazing. And I was crying, tired with / My love, was deafening my moans; / And it was doubling in a mist — / The mad thought with its low goals...»