Marina Tsvetaeva
- Passing me by, as you walk..., by Ilya Shambat
- You, walking past me and racing..., by Andrey Kneller
Marina Zwetajewa (deutsch)
- An mir vorbei, du zu Fuß..., Josef Maria Mayer
«I poderala borova čupave grančice bura, / I izridala jesenja noć svoje ledene vlati, / Ni plamička na zemlji, ni zvijezde sred samog azura, / Sve izlomit bi vjetar, sve pljusak bi želio sprati. Nikog! Ničeg! U postelji hladnoj ni sna nema sada, / Samo njihalo grubo, sa podsmjehom m...»
«Sturm hoch am Abendhimmel, / Zornigen Meeres Gesang — / Sturm auf dem Meer und Gedanken, / Viele Gedanken, so bang — / Sturm auf dem Meer und Gedanken, / Schwellnder Gedanken Klang — / Schwarzen Gewölkes Gewimmel, / Zornigen Meeres Gesang.»
«I have come to please you, dear, / To impart the sun be ardent, / Tell you that its glares quiver / On the leaves of the green garden; / Come to tell you: in the forest / Branches talk with animation, / Every early bird is earnest, — / Woods are full of a spring passion. /...»
«Do not elude — I will not sue / For your heart pain, nor secret worrying, / I want to plunge myself in mourning / And to repeat that I love you. / / It is suffice for me to fly / To you like waves run by the water — / To kiss cold granite I have gotten, / To kiss and after ...»