«Scattered shrubs. Vast steppe horizons. / Moonlight spreading everywhere. / Sudden sob of sleigh bell sighing, / Jingling in the chill night air. Road we love, not much to boast of, / But to which we’re born and bred. / Down it many a time has boldly / Many a man of Russia sped. Hail...»
«Flowers bid goodbye to me, / Bowing their heads ever lower, / A sign that her face and my homeland / I am never more to see. Be it so, my love! God bless! / You and earth my sight delighted. / I accept like a caress / This death-tremor and this silence. And because I fully grasp / Li...»
«On such a night the senses reel. / I cannot sleep. The moon how splendid! / A youthfulness at heart I feel / Though well I know my youth has ended. Companion of years grown chill, / Do not describe as love our toying, / But rather let the moonlight fill / The room here, every shade dest...»
«Aurevoir, my friend, aurevoir. / Dear fellow, you’re here in my breast. / We have to part now, but this hour / To a forthcoming meeting attests. Aurevoir, friend, no comment is due. / Your gaze let no sorrow obscure — / In this life of ours dying’s not new, / Nor is living, of cou...»