Wo-man and Wo-man.
We're all alone in the drowsy woods.
We're in love with each other.
No lady-friends, no wives!
We're in leaf with each other.
Who cares if we're losers as long as we're lovers!
We haven't married wives!
We share each other's lives!
We're all alone in a world of green.
Женун и женун,
Мы одни в лесной дреме.
Мыв друг друга влюблены.
— Ни подруги, ни жены!
Мы друг в друга любуны.
— Погубовники! Полюбовники!
Ни невесты, ни жены!
Мы друг в друга влюблены.
Мы одни в стране зеленой.
«Past a little rain see the brass get greener, / See the bluer stream, see the taller sky. / In the garden square, flutes are playing keener; / The conductor’s soul wants to soar up high. Ah, those orchestras, what a reminiscence / From the peaceful years, not the times of war! / That ol...»
«Fall of early twilight; flutes are playing, restive; evening ride proceeding. / On the finest horse, in a caftan blue and festive, emperor is leading. / Horse is color snow-white, hair is color raven, scarlet ammunition. / Eyes are color amber; wings are spread in mission — battle premoni...»
«Darkness is hovering everywhere, / Still as the depths of the sea... / Woman, Your Majesty, I won’t dare — / You, at your will, came to me?? Why, I have dim electricity, / Taps are all rusty and rough, / Woman, Your Majesty, can it be — / You were courageous enough? Oh, you arriv...»
«To worship someone is my aspiration. / Imagine, just a simple ant of mine / Felt suddenly like kneeling in prostration, / Believing in his touch with the divine. The ant then was bereft of peace and calmness, / So everyday was everything he saw / That lastly, in his image, in his likeness...»