I dreamt about autumn in half-lightsOf glasses, crowd of lool-friends,And, as a falcon, taken blood from high skies,The heart was slowly descending in your hand.But time was passing by, turned old,Doomed down, silvering the frames...

The railway stationby Boris PasternakThe station is the box incombustibleOf my partings, meetings and partings,And my tested friend and the leader mine,If I begin - merits're uncountable.As common, my life was - in my scarf...

All will put on today their coatsAnd will touch the shoots of raindrops,No one will consider me, though,To be all drunken with weather foul.Leaves of raspberry will become silver,Turning with their wrong side upwards,Sun is sad...

By Boris PasternakToday at morning they will rise up,Who were the children yesterday.With swords of new calls there will be tiedThe curve of hiplines, strictly set.As soon as a tatar's cry resoundsOver the courtyard far as...

XXYYou may be businessman in a good state,But think about nails, as ever.You try to dispute with a century,But still traditions are in favour.As the second Chaadayev, my Eugene (* Chaadayev is the hero of Griboyedov's poem "G...

"Today we shall fulfil his melancholy", -May be such were the words of Meetings,Such was the shop's twighlight. And such wasThe window with an azaleas' confused dream.Such was the entrance. Such the friends were.Such was...

As with the bronze ashes a brazier,The garden is strewing bugs in dream. Along with me, with my bright candle,There hang the worlds in blossoming.And as into the faith unprecendentedI'm passing in that very night,Where a poplar...

The small worldby Marina TsvetaevaChildren - are the gazes of their timid eyesAnd a playful noise of feet on a parquet floor.Children - are the sun in the cloudy skies,And the world of hypothesises of science of joy.There's...

Направленность мелодии - одна.Попробуй звуки взять другого тона,И ты получишь средь божественного снаОбычную земную какофонию.Ты словно спишь, в мелодии познавТекучий и тягучий смысл рая.Но жизнь опять и снова, как всегда,Б...

With a toilette of the last fashion,In order to sate curios your glance,I could describe before the people knowledgeableHis apparel, smart clothes as such;Though I may be considered daring,But the description's my affair:His pantal...