Works

I dreamt of my daughter.
She came and stroked my forelock with her hand.
— Oh you have been away for long! — se told me,
The child cast her glance right into my soul.
My head was going round for joy,...

Forgive me, Motherland, whose name
Was on my lips in bitter strife,
Forgive me - to your sacred glory
I failed to sacrifice my life.
I didn't betray you for a moment
To save my life, a speck of dust....

A parting with a friend is past all bearing
When there's no hope of meeting any more.
Especially if the riches you can boast of
Comprise of love and friendship, nothing more....

Fetters with fingers bare
From your small cell down tear,
Else will death you not spare,
Stalking here everywhere.
You in a sack they’ve bound,
To their vile jestings’ sound....

The young and old came to a poet in a crowd,
The house is already Filled with guests.
The poet took them to the magnificent garden
That he grew up nearby his heart.
Then, so that the guests enjoy themselves,...