«Leb, ungewaschnes Russland, wohl, / Du Land der Sklaven, Land der Herrn, / Der Uniformen Blau, und's Volk, / Das unterwürfig ist so gern. Mich werden hinterm Kaukasus / Wohl deine Zaren nicht mehr störn, / Ihr Aug, das alles schauen muss, / Und ihre Ohrn, die alles hörn.»
«I drink to our ruined house, / to the dolor of my life, / to our loneliness together; / and to you I raise my glass, / to lying lips that have betrayed us, / to dead-cold, pitiless eyes, / and to the hard realities: / that the world is brutal and coarse, / that God in fact has not sa...»
«Giã từ những ly rượu vang / Những bình nÆ°á»›c mát môi mang hai mình. / Những nụ hôn lúc bình minh / Những ô cá»a sổ chung tình nhìn ra. / Anh lÆ°á»›t trên vầng dÆ°Æ¡ng xa / Em tìm hÆ¡i thở ánh ngà trăng treo / Trái tim trong ngá»±c mang theo / HÃ...»
«Do not crumble my letter, my angel. / Keep on reading until it’s complete. / I’m so tired of being a stranger, / An outsider you happened to meet. Do not gaze on me thus, full of spleen, / I’m the one that you love, I’m the one. / Not a shepherdess now nor a queen, / And I’m...»