Anna Akhmatova
- Do you forgive me these November days?.., by Donald Michael Thomas
- Will you forgive me these November days?.., by Andrey Kneller
«Canes have started rustling on the river bank, / Princess-girl is crying with her face pale, blank. / / Pretty girl has chanted "loves me — loves me not", / The unwoven flowers down the river float. / / She is not to marry later in the spring, / Goblin has foretold a very fright...»
«Stars little stars, you're so high and so clear! / What have you got in you, so fascinating? / Stars, deep in thought, so discreet you appear, / What is the power that makes you so tempting? / / Stars, little stars, you're so dense and so solid! / What is it that makes you so great and ...»
«There's the silly elation, / The garden the windows look on! / Soundless sunset reflection / Swims in the pool, like a swan. / / Greetings, golden serenity, / Shadows of trees, black as tar! / Crows on the roof, in sincerity, / Hold vespers in praise of the star. / / Timidly, ...»
«You were crying on a quiet night, / Those tears in your eyes you weren't hiding, / I was so sad and so depressed inside, / And yet we couldn't overcome misunderstanding. / / Now you are gone, I'm here, on my own, / My dreams have faded, losing tint and colour, / You left me, and agai...»