«I watch you as coldly as never, / But can’t keep this pine in my breast, / Today sun’s in smoke of havens, / And sadness makes heavy a breath. I know, I breed just a fable — / At least, trust to fables, — but you?.. / Like needless oblations, in alleys, / Leaves fall in the mou...»
«Kuin maljan ylle kumartuisin — runojesi / kätketyt merkit ovat mittaamattomat. / Ne tuovat lempeän ja mustan viestin / verentahrimasta nuoruudestamme. Samaa ilmaa hengitin kuin sinä, / samassa yössä kuilun reunalla, / tyhjässä rautaisessa yössä, / jossa turhaan huudat, turhaa...»
«The sailors near the port / shouted in chorus, demanding wine, / and over Stambul and over the Bosphorus / the full moon shone. Tonight they will hurl an unfaithful wife / to the bottom of the bay, / a wife who was too beautiful / and looked like the moon. She loved her daydreams, / ...»
«Describing circle after circle, / The wheeling kite looks down upon / A dream-like, empty meadow. A mother / Grieves in the cabin for her son: / “Here, suck this breast, here, take this bread. / Grow up, be humble, trust in God.” The ages pass, endless war rages, / Revolt flares, vi...»