Alexander Pushkin
- The rose, by Thomas Budd Shaw
(Where is our rose, friends?..)
Alexander Pushkin (bahasa melayu)
- Mawar, Victor Pogadaev
(Di manakah mawar...)
«Silver bluebell, are you singing, / Or, perchance, my heart is dreaming? / Light from rosy icon flashes / Falling on my golden lashes. / / Though I'm not that gentle infant / in the flapping splash of pigeons, / Yet my dreams are sweet and distant, / Somewhere in the woodland regio...»
«Over there beyond fields of yellow / There are villages stretching ahead. / There's a wood and the sunset of mellow / And a fence with a nettle thread. / / There over the domes of the temple / Is the turquoise dust of the sky, / And the wind rings the grass, wet and gentle, / A...»
«You don't love me and don't feel compassion / Don't you think that now I look my best? / Though you look aside you're thrilled with passion / As you put your arms upon my chest. / / You are young , so sensitive and zealous, / I am neither bad nor very good to you. / Tell me, did you ...»
«Nuvole celesti eternamente erranti! / Sulla steppa azzurra come perle infilate, / Dal caro nord verso il meridione / Scorrete, come me, esiliate. Cosa vi spinge: Il volere del destino? / Una segreta invidia? Un’ira manifesta? / O vi opprime il peso di un delitto? / O degli amici la ve...»