Переводы Анны Чеснаковой

Droplets into my face a waterfall

That’s about it Farewell to the sea

I will win your heart by my sense of liberty

I wish you would give me a phone call

I’m chequered light and shade

I am breathing in these mountains

A rosy sky above my house

I am crazed by the fragrance of lilacs

As I lie on my back

I’m walking over the autumn