Bakhsala fountain
Go to the seaside
The story of fisherman and goldfish
Flowers that bloom late are more lovely.
19 October
Pay in vain
gratis
You and you
When I'm on my arm
When I hug.
dirge
Cigang
For the coast of the distant motherland
Enough, enough, dear.
My friend, time waits for no one.
If life cheats you.
To prisoners in Siberia
If life cheats you.
If life cheats you.
If life deceives you,
Don't be sad, don't be impatient!
Melancholy days need peace; Believe it, happy days will come.
My heart always yearns for the future,
It is often melancholy now;
Everything is instantaneous,
Everything will pass, what has passed,
Will become a kind of nostalgia.
Go to the seaside
Goodbye, free and unrestrained sea!
This is the last time you roll up blue waves in front of my eyes.
Shining with beautiful light.
Like a friend's melancholy complaint,
As if this were his farewell call,
I'm listening for the last time.
Your sad voice, your calling voice.
You are the desire in my heart!
I often walk along your coast,
A person wandering quietly and blankly,
And because of that secret wish!
How much I like your reply,
Love your melancholy voice, your deep voice,
The silence at dusk,
And that capricious passion!
The docile sails of fishermen,
Under your intentional protection,
Flying bravely between the waves;
But when you lose control,
A large group of ships will be destroyed.
I want to leave forever.
Your lonely and still coast,
Congratulations with a carnival mood,
Let my poems follow your waves, towards the distant,
But I didn't get what I wanted!
You wait, you call … and I am bound;
My inner struggle is completely futile;
I was fascinated by a strong passion,
Let me be on your shore ...
What's so pathetic? Where is it now?
Is it the carefree path I want to run to?
In your desert, there is something.
It once shook my heart.
This is a steep rock, a glorious tomb. ...
There, immersed in a cold sleep,
Are some magnificent memories;
Napoleon died there.
There, he was buried in suffering.
After him, like the sound of a storm,
Another genius flew away from us,
He is another monarch in our mind.
The singer who cried for the god of freedom disappeared,
He left his laurel in the world.
Let's have a chaotic weather, let's stir it up;
Oh, the sea, is he once in song for you.
Your image is reflected in him,
He used your spirit to shape growth:
Just like you, he is dignified, deep and deep.
Like you, nothing can make him surrender. The world is empty, the sea.
Where are you taking me now?
People's fate is the same everywhere:
Where there is happiness, there are people who protect it;
Maybe an enlightened saint, maybe a tyrannical king.
Oh, goodbye, sea!
I'll never forget your serious face,
I will be for a long time.
Listen to your rumbling at dusk.
My heart is full of you,
I'm going to take your cliff, your bay,
Your flash, your shadow, and the whispering waves,
Into the forest, into the silent desert.