«Emléket állítottam szürke üszkén / az életnek, mely lassan elkopott: / egekbe szökken s felülmúlja büszkén / a híres Sándor-oszlopot. Nem múlok el, ha testem porrá vedlik, / hárfaként zengő lélek leszek én, / dicsfény övezi arcom, valameddig / ...»
«I have erected a monument to myself / Not built by hands; the track of it, though trodden / By the people, shall not become overgrown, / And it stands higher than Alexander's column. / / I shall not wholly die. In my sacred lyre / My soul shall outlive my dust and escape corruption...»
«A monument, unforged, I for myself erected. / A common path to it will not be ever lost, / And its unheedful head reigns higher than respected, / The known Alexandrian Post. I shall not die a whole, but in the tokened lyre / My soul will outlive my flesh and won't decay. / I will be honou...»
«Аз паметник си изградих неръкотворен, / народни пътища към него бдят без брой, / с глава високо вдигната и непокорна / Александрийски стълб е той. Не, няма да умра ...»