Бажанов, А. Стихи и поэмы о саамском крае = Verses & poems on the Saami land / Аскольд Бажанов ; English translation by Naomi Caffee ; with an essay by Johanna Domokos. - Berlin : Nordeuropa-Institut der Humboldt-Universitat, 2009. - 205 с. : ил., портр.

1 4 9 We will wake up to bitter cold or dripping eaves ... We w ill wake up to bitter cold or dripping eaves. Either way, our April is the best month of the winter! Where yesterday we went on skis, up to our knees in sn ow ... there’s been a booming ice crust since morning, and I’m running a hundred versts! Let the tundra in April beyond the Arctic Circle be not simple, but like an animal, once awakened, it too w ill run a hundred versts! The passion for campfires along the trail cannot be extinguished in our blood. Just like my ancestors, we have to survive, too! I have no sheep, no reindeer, no sledge, and lastly, no hut, how am I to blame! No downhome comfort, no wine, no tobacco, I particularly value the herd dogs! I evenly divide among them all that there is in my backpack. They are not consigned to sadness, not in any faraway place!