82 Quotes by Marina Tsvetaeva

Под рокот гражданских бурь,В лихую годину,Даю тебе имя — мир,В наследье — лазурь.Отыйди, отыйди, Враг!Храни, Триединый,Наследницу вечных благМладенца Ирину!8 сентября 1918To clamour of civil strife,in times that are evil,I give you a name that's - peace,an heirloom - blue skies,Get thee hence, Satan! - So preserve, O Redeemer, from whom all blessings flow,the infant Irina!

I’ll rise up as a poem…

Where does such tenderness come fromAnd what do I do with it, you, sly,Adolescent, vagabond singer,Whose lashes couldn’t be longer?

Where does such tenderness come from?These curls that I stroke with my handAren't the first that I've stroked, and IKnew lips that were darker than yours.

Chaque chose doit resplendir à son heure, et cette heure est celle où des yeux véritables la regardent.

From early on, we loved the broken-hearted,And knew that home-life wasn't made for us.

My soul - born in a nameless place

I am your seventh Day, your longed-for Sunday's rest,Your passion and your seventh heaven

It's a grave but don't treat it as such,My spirit won't rise to haunt you...I, myself, loved laughing too muchWhenever I wasn't supposed to!