«The pain appeared to be relentless: / The night was burning low outside; / She wrung her arms like she was senseless, / And they would shimmer in the light. / The meaningless life, nearly ending, / Continued to torture and scold; / As thought a ghost that was ascending, / The day revea...»
«I’m nailed to the tavern counter. / I’m drunk already, but not through. / The happiness that I’ve encountered / The troika took into the blue... It flew off in the sleigh, and drowned / In snows of time, beyond the sky... / And silver haze, raised from the ground, / Just whipped m...»
«You’re like a temple, tall and white. / You’re pure and bright like virgin snow, / I don’t believe this lengthy night / And hopeless evenings, full of woe. My soul, itself, is desecrated, / And I won’t trust it anymore. / Perhaps, a traveler belated, — / I’ll knock against y...»
«I’ll never forget it (did it happen or not, / This evening): The setting sun’s blaze / Drew open the sky and burned it, red hot, / And the streetlamps shone — in its rays. / I sat by the window and leaned on the pane. / Distant bows sang something of love. / I sent you a black rose...»