«The star of fields, within the icy darkness / Is frozen staring, with its stare so deep, / The midnight comes, the clock has to declare it, / The time is late, my motherland must sleep. The star of fields! Through all my many hardships, / I thought of you, the richness of your glow, / How...»
«A star of fields in darkness so hazy, / Into polynia's looking, stopping trip. / It's twelve already. Dream has come embracing / My native land by deepest sleepy grip... The star of fields! In time of shocks and cold / I recollected it behind the hall. / It's shining softly above autumn g...»
«Through this day's sweaty fog / Let’s shake this sleepy fiord! — / Hey, Captain! You must take / Me as your aid on board! We will then make our way, / Sail by some ancient tombs, / By churches' old remains, / By human griefs and pains… Unhappy thoughts — be gone! / Tiresome ...»
«Hot is that fog of the day. / Let's shake up sleepy fiord! — / Hey! Captain! Have your say! / Take me the first on board! / Sail, sail, sail / Passing by ancient graves, / Passing by church's frames, / Family conflicts, decays... / Borring thoughts — out of mind! / Laziness ...»