Small VillageI returned to my small village.Same-blue depths of the river, line, don't expect me to have a visit, Only Lada - waits with a gun.Near the falcon was lying in grass, The he shines in his bloody feathers, My...

Oh what a gift of God on earth -forever to be loved,As striking, a beam in the dark -Live happily all time.To cherish image, and to waitand never to be sad,with joy to meet any new sense,of what the days keep quiet....

I'm looking for salvation from the grave, I drink the tart wine of the Spirit,Don't hurt from the position of strength,I am a woman, it was given.In weakness - there is support,In poverty - the Holy Lord!And when joy brightens...

Music was comforting me all the time, enticing to deep relaxation.in the Fifteenth - these rings through Parsifal, by ticking clock - soul goes to revelation! ...

Where was it? Who will understand! -in Moscow, or in Elsinore,where pine trees hold vault of the sky,and waves beat in a B minor.The octaves move in heavy shafts,like beasts, are rushing in alert;their blasphemies are noisy sho...

1Марине Цветаевой. перевод из Светланы ВодолейЕлизавета СудьинаWe'll be grabbing a loopof Yelabuga, sure!We don't need any books ...We will write our own.But embroiling a sapthrough a straw so juicy,we'll be fer...

In St. Petersburg throughout there are Lions, horses,uncomfortable in this menagerie of souls.I'll walk down Nevskyand come to the square,whose name - has become a clich; for long.From Sennaya the metro will bring you to Kupchino....

People are numerators,Cases and denominators,And there are people philosophers -Spiritual aristocracy.Про людейЯсномысля ПереславлевЛюди бывают числители, Случаются и знаменатели,А есть ещё люди мыслители -Духов...

The rocket quietly released its air bladesOver Atlantis - there's a gloomy shadeAmerica is suffering from impotence,torments the Planet night and day.And nations eagerly look at our Russia:Will she save, as she has done not one tim...

The role of town abyssIs measured by a candle.From tenderness - the keys -are in an empty bowl.The sound of fire is lost,On a thin string - a pain,It is not mine - the song,But alien rosin ...the water Day is voiced...