Zinaida Gippius
- Scream, by Igor Skryagin
(I am exhausted by a weariness...)
Sinaida Hippius (deutsch)
- Schrei, Eric Boerner
(Vor Müdigkeit kann ich nicht weiter...)
«It’s time my friends, it’s time. We long for peace / of heart. But days chase days and every hour / gone by means one less hour to come. We live / our lives, dear friend, in hope of life, then die. / There is no happiness on earth, but peace / exists, and freedom too. Tired slave, I dr...»
«City of splendour, city of poor, / spirit of grace and servitude, / heaven’s vault of palest lime, / boredom, granite, bitter cold — / still I miss you rather, for / down your streets from time to time / one may spy a tiny foot, / one may glimpse a lock of gold.»
«Like a jester complaining of the cruel weight / of his hump – let me tell about my orphaned state. Behind the devil there’s his horde, behind the thief there’s his band, / behind everyone there’s someone to understand and support him – the assurance of a living wall / of thousands ...»
«What did they do / with the relatives of Christ? / What did they do with them? / No written source / will tell you a damned thing — / nothing but crossings out, emptiness. / What the hell did they do with them? What did they do / with those simple people, / simple craftsmen, men w...»