Sergey Esenin
- Song about Bread, by Don Mager
(This gives sense to our human life of pain...)
Sergei Jessenin (deutsch)
- Das Lied vom Getreide, Eric Boerner
(Die wilde Grausamkeit kommt neu zu Ehren...)
«My voice is weak but not my will, / It’s better even without love. / High skies and mountain winds, / And my thoughts now innocent. Insomnia, my nurse, is elsewhere. / I’m not brooding by cold ashes. / And the curved hand on the tower clock, / Is no longer a deadly arrow. How the p...»
«The sky’s blue lacquer grows dim, / And louder the song of the flute, / It’s only a pipe of clay, / There’s no need for its complaint. / Who told it all my sins, / And inspired it to absolve me?.. / Or is its voice repeating / Your last poems to me?»
«Oh, and the day was cold, / In Peter’s wondrous city! / The sunset a crimson bonfire, / And slow shadows thickened. Let him not long for my eyes, / Prophetic and unchanging, / He will have a lifetime of verse, / The prayers of my proud lips.»
«For Nikolai Nedobrovo There’s a secret border in human closeness, / That love’s being, love’s passion, cannot pass — / Though lips are sealed together in dreadful silence, / Though hearts break in two with love’s distress. And friendship too is powerless, and years / Of sublime f...»