Fog filled the morning sky, gray-haired this morning..., by Dmitriy Belyanin Fog filled the morning sky, gray-haired this morning, /
Snowy the saddened fields, many times trodden. /
Though you resent, feel your past, unret...
Fog’s morning, morning with gray..., by Nikita Korsakov Fog’s morning, morning with gray. /
Fields are dismal under the snowing array. /
Grudgingly call to the memory about past time. /
And remind mys...
The misty morning, by Vyacheslav Chistyakov Grey is the morning, the morning is misty, /
Mournful are grasslands all covered with snow. /
Out of your wish you’ll get thoughts light and wispy...
in french
Ivan Tourgueniev (français)
En chemin, Sarah P. Struve Matin brumeux, matin argenté, /
Étendues tristes, de neige, enveloppées /
Sans le vouloir, tu te souviendras des temps passés, /
Tu te souviendr...
in bulgarian
Иван Тургенев (български)
На пътя, Красимир Георгиев Утро мъгливо е, утро сребристо, /
тъжни са нивите, сняг обладава ги, /
време отминало спомняш си, мисли /
виждат лицата, отдавна забравени.
Спо...
in dutch
Ivan Toergenjev (nederlands)
Onderweg, Arie Van Der Ent Ochtend vol nevelig grijs, zoals meerdere, /
akkers vol smart, door een sneeuwgod bezeten, /
tegen je zin denk je terug aan het eerdere, /
zie j...