«Un jour que régnait un grand froid d'hiver / Je sortais du bois, le gel était sévère. / Je vis, descendant lentement d'une sente, / Tirant du bois mort, une jument haletante. Une démarche solennelle, un air important, / Un petit moujik conduisait la jument. / Dans sa peau de mouton e...»
«Feather-grass sleeps. Dear plain sleeps also, / Also a wormwood, freshened lead in dark. / No other land could be compared, no one, / With my native country, warm to heart. It is said, that we are surely destined, / You can ask that question to everyone - / Being in state of joy or rage o...»
«Not weeks, not months — years / We spent parting. Now at last / The chill of real freedom, / And the gray garland above the temples. No more treasons, no more betrayals, / And you won’t be listening till dawn / As the stream of evidence / Of my perfect innocence flows on.»
«I t is dusk now. With dew / The nettles are gleaming. / At the roadside I pause / Оп а willow leaning. Silver moonbeams here / On our roof are falling. / I n the distance I hear / А nightingale warЫing. Like а winter stove, all / Breathes warmth and gladness / And the birches...»