(Machine translation - Google)
A quick stroke of the pen
Painted frost all the windows...
Валит in the morning
Snow fluffy, white, wet...
(Machine translation - Google)
In breast uncertain excitement...
Yearning and stupor,
Delight, fright, dumb sandman,
Love hot languor...
It burns the sweetness of the Roma
And look sharp, indiscreet...
(Machine translation - Google)
During the dark velvet of portieres
Shadows of Cordillera are turning black...
Almonds are flowering, and the light of the moon
Creates pink dreams...