Sergey Esenin
- My love has changed. I know you feel..., by Alec Vagapov
Sergei Jessenin (deutsch)
- Meine Liebe ist jetzt anders..., Eric Boerner
«Fog filled the morning sky, gray-haired this morning, / Snowy the saddened fields, many times trodden. / Though you resent, feel your past, unreturning: / Faces you shall recall, long since forgotten. You shall recall the talks, long, full of passion, / Glances, so eager, so shy and so sub...»
«Mi deziras rakonti hodiaŭ / Pri komisaro de nia roto. / Li militon komencis ĉe l' limo / Kaj pereis ĉe Smolensk' unue. / Kaj la nigra ĉiel', dum li mortis, / Ne havis eĉ brilon de l' venko. / — Al batal' por Patrujo! - li raŭkis. / Al batalo por Sta... — rompis l' morto. / ...»
«I am submerged within the whistling / Of time's streams, my black cloak tearing. / I call the people, seek the prophets / That secrets of the heavens sing. I walk ahead with speedy gait, / And here - the rock, and you stand here / A mage in garland of the stars, / And with a wise smile ...»
«Laughing, delighting, and rebelling / In all her hopeless, endless angst, / In Mahendzhauri, near Batumi / She stood out lonely on the sand. She was so dignified and proud — / She thought herself a river, and / She naked went into the water / And touched the sea foam with her hand. R...»