Alexander Pushkin (1799-1837) is, for Russians, their greatest writer; Eugene Onegin is his greatest work. This prose version, for the first time, gives us a Eugene Onegin that is easy and enjoyable to read.
Veronika Tushnova - stikhi .A znayesh', vse yeshche budet! .Yuzhnyy veter yeshche poduyet, .i vesnu yeshche nakolduyet, .i pamyat' perelistayet, .i vstretit'sya nas zastavit, .i yeshche menya na rassvete .guby tvoi razbudyat. .Ponimayesh', vse yeshche budet! .V sto kontsov ubegayut rel'sy, .samolety ukhodyat v reysy, .korabli snimayutsya s yakorya... .Yesli b pomnili eto lyudi, .chashche dumali by o chude, .rezhe by lyudi plakali. .Schast'ye - chto ono? Ta zhe ptitsa: .upustish' - i ne poymayesh'. .A v kletke yemu tomit'sya .tozhe ved' ne godit'sya, .trudno s nim, ponimayesh'? .YA yego ne zapru bezzhalostno, .kryl'yev ne iskalechu. .Uletayesh'? .Leti, pozhaluysta... .Znayesh', kak otprazdnuyem .Vstrechu! . . . . . .