Marina Tsvetaeva
- Lady with Camelias, by Ilya Shambat
(Your whole way with evil`s shining coals...)
Marina Zwetajewa (deutsch)
- Dame mit Kamelien, Josef Maria Mayer
(Ihre ganze Art und Weise mit glühender Kohle...)
«So many stones were cast that I don’t cower / When facing them and seeing them fly by, / The pitfall turned into a slender tower / That towers over towers in the sky. / I’m thankful to the builders for its height, / May all their grief and worries disappear. / Up here, I’m first to...»
«Like a cold wind, at the start, / It will burn and sear, / Then, it’ll fall into your heart / As one salty tear. Angry heart will then turn sad, / Pitying some thing. / Nonetheless, it won’t forget / This melancholy’s sting. I only sow. The others / Will then reap. So what! / ...»
«My voice is weak, but will will never weaken. / Without love, I’m more at ease, I’m sure. / The sky is high, the mountain wind is sweeping, / And all my thoughts are innocent and pure. My nurse-insomnia has moved on down the block, / Gray ashes do not cut me to the marrow, / The crook...»
«He was jealous, and anxious, and tender. / And I was like God’s sun to him. / To stop her from singing of the days she remembered, / He killed my white bird on a whim. He entered the front room at dusk and implored: / “Love me, laugh, and continue to write!” / And I buried the cheer...»