Marina Tsvetaeva
- My eyes are scorched by every gaze..., by Andrey Kneller
My eyes are scorched by every gaze, /
Each day is different in a way. /
I am telling you this, just in case, /
I should ever cheat and betray:
...
- Under sun the eyes are burning..., by Ilya Shambat
Under sun the eyes are burning, /
Day's not equal day. /
I tell you for that occasion /
If I would betray:
Whose lips I had not been kissing /...