The stopper in the iodine
has rotted from the strength inside,
the way the soul will burn unseen
and eat the flesh it's occupied.
Пробочка над крепким иодом!
Как ты скоро перетлела!
Так вот и душа незримо
Жжет и разъедает тело.
«Pineapples, pineapples — dipped in champagne! / Surprisingly tasty, sparkling, and keen! / I’m in something Norwegian! Something from Spain! / Madly inspired! I take up my pen! The rattling of airplanes! The roaring of cars! / Wind-whistling trains! Wing-soaring yachts! / This one get...»
«Once, when the dreams would bloom — the times were those — / In peoples hearts, transparent and aflame, / How fresh, how beautiful have been the roses / Of my love, of my spring, and of my fame! The years have passed, many a tear flows — / The country and its people all are lost. / ...»
«Nightingales of monastery garden, / Like all nightingales flying above, / Say that there is but one joy in living, / And that this joy comes in form of love. And the monastery meadows flowers / With the tenderness just flowers possess, / Say theres but one merit: Lovers / Touch their li...»
«My fields, my wave-like, foaming fields! / With autumn spinach, brown as if of bricks, / And lettuce, clover, heather and daisy. / How much the eyes can hear and ears can see! I walk along the side of the river. / The wildflowers shine like sapphire / Leaning beneath the wheats golden fra...»