«11 You'll overtake the Sun in the sky, / In your hand all the stars! / Ah, if — only to enter you / Like a wind — door ajar! And to tremble, and burst out, / And sharply to dull the sight, / And, like a forgiven child, / To sob and to go quiet.»
«12 I have been given arms — to each one to stretch both, / Not to hold tight not with one, lips — to give names, / Eyes — not to see, the high eyebrows above them — / To marvel tenderly at love, and more still at not love. And this bell there, heavier than the Kremlin's, / Ceasel...»
«I'll conquer you from all lands, from all the sky, / Because forest is my cradle and in the forest I'll die, / For I stand on the ground with just one of my legs, / For I will sing to you like no one else. I'll conquer you from all times, I will fight / All golden banners, all swords and al...»
«To you, my rival, I will come sometime / At night when moon is standing overhead / When frogs are wailing loudly on the pond / And women are from pity going mad. And, marveling at beating of the eyelids / And on your jealous eyelashes, it seems, / I'll tell you that I'm not a human being ...»