Anna Akhmatova
- Many things want my voice to praise them..., by Ann Clark and Zhenya Zafrin
Anna Ajmátova (español)
- Seguramente muchas cosas..., Rafael Alberti, María Teresa León
«To I. B. Mozart is playing the old little violin, / Mozart is playing while his violin sings. / Mozart does not choose, for living, a motherland, / simply, he plays all his life, as it is. Well, never mind, that's the way we are destined, / such is our fate: now we feast, now we fight... /...»
«To P. Luspekayev Look here, your Majesty, Mrs. Separation, / I am feeling cold with you, that’s the revelation. / Letter from the darling, / wait, don’t tear it off... / Out of luck in dying, / I’ll have luck in love. / / Look here, you Majesty, Mrs. Alienation, / ardent was ...»
«If you would like to become a great artist / don’t rush to paint, make it best. / All sorts of paints, badges brushes lay out / right in front of you, first; / now you should start choosing paints; take the white one / it’s the beginning, and then / pick up the yellow paint, it will ...»
«To I. Schvarts The musician played the violin, and I looked into his eyes. / It was not that I was curious, I was flying in the skies. Not because I found it boring, I just tried to understand: / how on earth such sounds could be ever made by human hand from a simple piece of wood, and from a...»