The black man, by Geoffrey Thurley My friend, my friend, /
How sick I am. Nor do I know /
Whence came this sickness. /
Either the wind whistles /
Over the desolate unpeopled fie...
The Black Man, by Tim Jones My friend, my friend /
I am so very sick! /
I myself don’t know from where this pain took hold /
Whether the wind whistles /
Over the empty an...
The Dark Man, by Anton Yakovlev I’m sick, my friend, /
I’m very, very sick. /
Can’t put my finger on the origin of this pain. /
Either the wind whistles /
Over an empty, dese...
The Dark Man, by Athena Hear me, hear me, friend. /
I’m very, no, seriously ill. /
What’s the reason? This pain I do not understand. /
As if wind whistles, listen /
O...
The Dark Man, by Christina Devulite Darling, darling, /
I'm sick and entrenched in sickness, /
Cannot tell you if this pain has come from within. /
Maybe an empty wind /
Is whist...
The man in black, by Peter Tempest Friend, friend of mine, /
I'm gravely ill, I'm sickening. /
I’ve no idea what causes me such pain. /
Is it the wind /
Over empty wasteland whi...
in italian
Sergej Esenin (italiano)
L’uomo nero, Massimo Rossi Amico mio, amico mio, /
Sono molto molto malato. /
Io stesso non so da dove mi venga questo male. /
Se sia il vento che sibila /
Sul campo vuo...
