Marina Tsvetaeva
- Oh, the flippancy..., by Dina Belyayeva
Marina Cvetaeva (italiano)
- La spensieratezza e` un caro peccato..., Pietro Antonio Zveteremich
«The circus shines, like a shield, / Finger trills, moodily Pipes, unites folk! / Gentle, small-faced, a girl, / Spanish-looking, with flowers in her hair, / Radiant as an angel, whirls, / Waltzes a Cossack dance. / Like a white seabird / She stands in the thick smoke, / Then, her gui...»
«Animals do not sleep. At night / They stand over the world like a stone wall. The cow’s retreating head / Rustles the straw with its smooth horns, / The rocky brow a wedge / Between age-old cheekbones, / And the mute eyes / Turning sluggishly. There’s more intelligence and beauty i...»
«The signs of the Zodiac are fading / Above the wide expanse of fields. / And the animal, the Dog, sleeps, / And the bird, the Sparrow, slumbers. / Mermaids soar, broad in the beam, / Soar straight up into the heavens, / With their arms as stout as boughs / And their breasts as round as...»
«Visiblement pour l’exhiber, / Par les rues on menait / Un Éléphant. / On sait que l’Éléphant est chez nous peu courant. / Aussi tous les badauds en foule étaient derrière. Venu Dieu seul sait d’où, un Carlin1 les rencontre / Aperçoit l’Éléphant et, sans plus de manières...»