«Les uns échangent des caresses de regards, / Les autres boivent jusqu'aux premières lueurs, / Mais moi, toute la nuit, je négocie / Avec ma conscience indomptable. Je dis: "Je porte ton fardeau, / Et il est lourd, tu sais depuis combien d'années." / Mais pour elle le temps n'existe pa...»
«You thought I was that type: / That you could forget me, / And that I'd plead and weep / And throw myself under the hooves of a bay mare, Or that I'd ask the sorcerers / For some magic potion made from roots and send you a terrible gift: / My precious perfumed handkerchief. Damn you! I w...»
«Under a dark veil she wrung her hands... / "What makes you grieve like this?" / I have made my lover drunk / With a bitter sadness. I’ll never forget it. He left, reeling, / His mouth twisted, desolate... / I ran downstairs, ran into the courtyard, / Managed to catch him opening the g...»
«I — am your voice, the warmth of your breath, / I — am the reflection of your face, / The futile trembling of futile wings, / I am with you to the end, in any case. That’s why you so fervently love / Me in my weakness and in my sin; / That’s why you impulsively gave / Me the bes...»