“Everything’s the same old way,” she said tenderly:
“The same old way.”
But I gazed hopelessly into her eyes,
The same old way.
Smiling, she kissed me softly
The same old way,
But something still was missing there,
The same old way.
«Всё по–старому... — сказала нежно.
Всё по–старому...»
Но смотрел я в очи безнадежно —
Всё по–старому...
Улыбалась, мягко целовала —
Всё по–старому...
Но чего–то все недоставало —
Всё по–старому!..
«By a cliff a golden cloud once lingered; / On his breast it slept, but, riseing early, / Off it gently rushed across the pearly / Blue of sky, a tiny thing and winged. Still, a trace it left upon the stony / Giant's heart, and plunged in thought and weeping / Slow and tortured tears, he s...»
«Clouds in the skies above, heavenly wanderers, / Long strings of snowy pearls stretched over azure plains! / Exiles like I, you rush farther and farther on, / Leaving my dear North, go distances measureless. What drives you southward? Is't envy that covertly / Prods you or malice whose arro...»
«In noon's heat, in a dale of Dagestan / With lead inside my breast, stirless I lay; / The deep wound still smoked on; my blood / Kept trickling drop by drop away. On the dale's sand alone I lay. The cliffs / Crowded around in ledges steep, / And the sun scorched their tawny tops / And ...»
«Forever you, the unwashed Russia! / The land of slaves, the land of lords: / And you, the blue-uniformed ushers, / And people who worship them as gods. I hope, from your tyrannic hounds / To save me with Caucasian wall: / From their eye that sees through ground, / From their ears that h...»