I swore I’d never fall in love,
I’ll keep my word as I‘ve declared.
You want to know the truth, my dove?
Well I’m... already feeling scared!
Я клялся боле не любить
И клятвы верно не нарушу:
Велишь мне правду говорить?
И я — уже немного трушу!..
«Here neither yew nor holly graveyard graces. / Mysterious stones and marshes here are found, / And sun-burnt rusty cypresses in places / Are stuck like hatchets in the rocky ground. And underneath their sparse and spindly cover, / Deep in the earth, beneath the limestone’s grey, / In re...»
«He said that no one could with me compare. / I was not woman of this world’s creation, / I was consoling sun’s weak winter glare / And savage song of this beloved nation. / And when I died he would not mourn for me, / “Arise!” he would not cry in desolation, / But suddenly he kno...»
«When I enclose your slender form / In heat of passionate embraces, / And I unleash on you a storm / Of ardour’s words in gentle traces, / You, silent, from my binding hold / Yourself then disentangle lithely / And answer, sweet one, love now cold, / With unbelieving smile, so blithel...»
«I do love people and creation, / However, wandering leaves me cold, / I have no doubt waits no ovation / As my creations I unfold. But glad for what I have I ponder / The things that bring all this to pass: / The leaning elm against barn yonder, / The wooded hills, the swaying grass… ...»