evg. Ivanov
Of long grass moon rises
Shield blushing hero,
And violent music wave
Plesnula in more Zarevo.
Why should a clear hour celebrations
You're angry, my bow shrill,
Bursting into World Orchestra
Individual songs hasty?
Learn attention long grass,
Dawn spill in the sea of aimless,
Plangent voice, sending
In the homeland of violins exorbitant.
February 1910
