«To you, my rival, I will come sometime / At night when moon is standing overhead / When frogs are wailing loudly on the pond / And women are from pity going mad. And, marveling at beating of the eyelids / And on your jealous eyelashes, it seems, / I'll tell you that I'm not a human being ...»
«Who did not stomp on you — who did not melt you — / O merchant of the non-flammable roses! / One thing unshakable upon this planet / Did leave behind him Savior Jesus: Israel! Your second kingdom's coming: / For all the money, if they only knew, / You paid with all your blood — you...»
«You, measuring me by the days — / With me, the hot and homeless one, / Did you walk on the flaming squares / Under the giant, burning moon? And in the tavern filled with plague, / When solemn waltz a screech did make, / Did you not in a drunken fist / My long and piercing fingers bre...»
«1 Under the sixth birch / At the corner church / On the frosty dawn / Wait, Don Juan! But with groom, alas, / And my life I swear, / There is nowhere / In my land to kiss! We don't have a fountain, / And the well did freeze, / Strict, severe eyes / Does Madonna have. And so th...»