Biography of Lyudmila Purgina
I'm from Russia Urals.
You could see my russian poems and translations on the russian site
Lyudmila Purgina Poems
I Am Reading And Reading...
I am reading and reading and reading, I am searching for truth in the words... They are different: some of them chilling, Some are pretty, the other are cold.
M.Tsvetaeva, Here's Again The Window... ...
By Marina Tsvetaeva Here's again the window, Where nobody sleep.
A.Pushkin, Winter Morning - Translation ...
It's frost and sun; the day is fine! You still are drowsing, my friend - But, dear Beauty, it is time To wake up, and your eyes unveil
A.Parin - G.Da Lentini - A Vison - Trans...
A Vision gives me a light step, A glorious Vision multiplies my hopes, A Vision never stops caressing - A vision marvellous excites my thoughts.
S.Yesenin, A Letter To Woman - Translati...
By Sergei Yesenin Thee'd recollect, Thee'd recollect this surely,
A.Blok, To Anna Akhmatova - Translation ...
To Anna Akhmatova By Alexander Blok 'And the beauty is terrible' - You'd be told to, -
O.Mandelstam, Leningrad - Translation (R...
Leningrad by Osip Mandelstam I've returned to my town, my native, to tears,
N.Zabolotsky, The Unbeautiful Girl - Tra...
The unbeautiful girl by Nikolai Zabolotzky Among the other playing children she
V.Mayakovsky, Lilichka! - Translation (R...
The smoke of sigarettes has emptied the air. The room - takes my head to the circling hell. Remember - behind this window for the first time, excited I was stroking fervently your hands.
S.Yesenin, You Don'T Love Me... - Transl...
You don't love me, and at least, don't care... Am I beautiful a little, dear girl? You're, without looking straight in my face, Going faint, just putting hand on shoulder.
A.Pushkin, Ruslan And Lyudmila. Prologue...
There is the oak-tree in Lukomorye; A golden chain is twisted over it: And day and night a skilfull cat is going So constantly round the tree;
A.Blok, Autumn Dances - Translation (Rus...
By Alexander Alexandrovich Blok translated from russian To excite me again and again -
A.Delvig, Nightingale Mine - The Romance...
By Anton Delvig * he was the good friend of A.Pushkin Nightingale mine, a nightingale. Vociferous nightingale.
M.Gorky, The Song About A Stormy Petrel ...
The song about a stormy petrel By Maxim Gorky
One moment you wish to fight. Right?
The other moment is bright. Right?
In life you try to go right. Right?
And you believe that you are right. Right?
You see, fight, bright and right and right
Are so easy then to write....
On this the poemhunter site....