It happens: no oblivion, no dreams,
The near shadows are roaming in the mist,
Whether you argue or you don’t, no doubts,
“Death and time are reigning on this earth”.
Death and time. Suffering – we’ll add.
...But by the morning, all of a sudden, with no cause,
With grieving happiness of existence
Something shines quietly on this earth.
Так бывает: ни сна, ни забвения,
Тени близкие бродят во мгле,
Спорь, не спорь, никакого сомнения,
"Смерть и время царят на земле".
Смерть и время. Добавим: страдание,
...Ну а к утру, без повода, вдруг,
Счастьем горестным существования
Тихо светится что - то вокруг.
«For O. A. Kuzmina-Karavaeva "If we can only reach the shore, / My dear!’ — ‘Silently…" / And so we slipped down the stair, / Not breathing, searching for keys. Past the place where we once / Danced, and drank the wine, / Past the Senate’s white columns, / To where it was dark...»
«I rarely think of you now, / Not captured by your fate, / But our insignificant meeting’s trace / Has not vanished from my soul. I purposely avoid your red house, / That red house on its muddy river, / But I know I bitterly disturb / Your sunlit heart at rest. Though you never bent t...»
«Already the maple leaves / Cover the swans’ pool, / And the blood-stained arms / Of late-ripening rowan. And, dazzlingly slender, / Crossed legs impervious to cold, / She sits on a northern stone, / And gazes at the road. I felt a vague fear, / In front of this famous girl. / Ray...»
«vTo our last starry paradise — / That city of pure fountains, / Golden Bakhchisarai. There behind the striped fence, / By pensive waters, / We remembered with joy / The gardens of Tsarskoye Selo. And suddenly we saw / Catherine’s eagle — there! / Swooping into the valley / F...»