Youth - by
On the boulevards of the Opéra
/ where the girls pace up and down
/ turning this way, and turning that
/ their svelte and lovely…
longing
You Ask Me, Why My Heart Flies From the Coast - by
You ask me, why my heart flies from the coast
/ back to Castile, to towering raw terrains,
/ why, near the sea, in…
كُلُّ شيء … - by
كلُّ شيءٍ في مكانِهِ
/ مِرآتُكِ
/ أحجارُكِ
/ آنيةُ الطيبِ
/ حنَّاءٌ جافٌّ لأجلِ عيدٍ سيأتي
/ مَقعَدٌ خالٍ،
/ قميصُ الصَّيفِ الماضي
/ رائِحَتُكِ فوق َ الوسادةِ
/ ما تَرَكَتْهُ شَفتاكِ
/ من طعمِ قُبلةِ اليومِ…
bho Cheum air Cheum - by
III
/
/ С фонарем обшaрьте
/ весь подлунный свет!
/ Той страны нa карте –
/ нет, в пространстве – нет.
/
/ Marina Tsvetaeva
/
/ Dh’fhàg thu Glaschu airson Cambridge, Cambridge
/ airson an…
The Wild Geese - by
‘Oh tell me what was on yer road, ye roarin’ norlan’ Wind,
As ye cam’ blawin’ frae the land that’s niver frae my mind?
My feet they traivel England, but I’m deein’ for the north.’
‘My man, I heard the siller tides rin up the Firth o Forth.’
Tam i’ the Kirk - by
O Jean, my Jean, when the bell ca’s the congregation
/ Owre valley an’ hill wi’ the ding frae its iron mou’,
/ When…
Kiss - by
For want of a mountain a primrose was lost,
/
/ For want of a primrose a love song was lost,
/
/ For want of…
Bohemia Lies by the Sea - by
If houses here are green, I’ll step inside a house.
/ If bridges here are sound, I’ll walk on solid ground.
Little Sea House - by
Little sea house,
/ when I found you,
/ the yellow poppies
/ …