I love at times to look out the window
And to observe other people's concerns.
I love at times to look out the window
And through this leave behind my work.
For a long time I stare very intently
Into the face of a young Jewish girl
Seeking to decipher in her expressions
The regulations of womanly charms.
Люблю порой смотреть в окно
И наблюдать других людей заботы
Люблю порой смотреть в окно
Тем самым уклоняясь от работы.
Я долго, пристально смотрю
В лицо молоденькой еврейки
Стараясь прочитать в чертах её лица
Законы женских чар
«At daybreak there spread through the heavens / Pale clouds like a turreted town: / The cupolas golden, fantastic, / White roofs and white walls shining down. This citadel is my white city, / My city familiar and dear, / Above the dark earth as it slumbers, / Upon the pink sky buil...»
«Calm Nature's idle spy, I follow / In joy her pathways; free and fond, / I watch the arrow-winged swift swallow / Who curves above the dusking pond. It dashes forward, lightly skimming / The glassy surface, half in fear / Of alien clutching waters — dimming / The lightning wings...»
«Ophelia was singing as she perished, / And she sang while plaiting a wreath; / With flowers, the wreaths, and verses / She sunk down to the riverbed. So much in sad songs that is tempting, / Insinuates my soul toward dark depths. / So many are the feelings and songs, / The lacrimae and ...»
«Share with me your dreams of living, / Address yourself directly to my soul; / What cannot be expressed in words alone – / Fan into my soul in the form of sound.»