«You are as bright as snow, my dear. / And like a church, you look so white. / I don't believe this night, so drear, / And the despairing eventide. / / Nor do I want to trust all over / My soul, worn out forevermore. / So, maybe, I, belated rover, / Will knock upon your ...»
«The heated air in the restaurants / Is wild and dull as anything, / The drunken hails are ruled by restless / And noxious spirit of the spring. / / Far off, beyond the dusty alley / Over the boring country side / There is a bakeshop, and the valley / Resounds with crying of a ...»
«I love you, my Guardian Angel, you are / A sparkle in darkness, my guiding star. / / I love you because you're my fair bride, / Because of my secrets you have deprived. / / Because we are bound by secret and night, / Because you're my mother, my daughter, my bride. / / I lov...»
«The heavy dream of simple wordly conscience / You will shake off with pangs of love and rue. / V. Solovyov Anticipating you, as years go by, so drear, / I see the same old image anticipating you. / / The skyline is on fire, and it's extremely clear. / I wait for you in silence with...»