Sergey Esenin
- There where the sunrise light..., by Judy Hogan
- There, where red water from the sunrise, by Don Mager
Sergei Jessenin (deutsch)
- Dort, wo die Kohlfelder gleißend..., Eric Boerner
«Die Gleichmasigkeit des Laufes / der Zeit in allen Kopfen beweist mehr, / als irgend etwas, das wir Alle in den- / selben Traum versenkt sind, ja das es / Ein Wesen ist, welches ihn traumt. / Schopenhauer By life tormented, and by cunning hope, / When my soul surrenders in its battle wi...»
«In the darkness and still of a mysterious night / I see a fond and welcoming spark, / From the chorus of spheres, familiar eyes / Shine upon a grave forgotten in the steppe. The grass has faded, the desert is grim, / A lonely tomb dreams an orphan's dream, / And only in the sky, like an e...»
«I wake. Yes, it's a coffin lid. — With effort / I reach my hands out and I call / For help. Yes, I recall the tortures / Of dying. — Yes, this is no dream! — / And without effort, like a spider web / I push aside my casket's rotting wood And stand. How bright the winter light appea...»
«When you were reading those tormented lines / In which the heart's resonant flame sends out glowing streams / And passion's fatal torrents rear up, — / Didn't you recall a single thing? I can't believe it! That night on the steppe / When, in the midnight mist a premature dawn, / Transpa...»