Do not go. Stay with me,
I've Loved You So Long.
Smoke from the fire in a stream of gray
It flows into the dusk, in the twilight of the day.
Only red velvet scarlet garment,
Only light of dawn - covered me.
All, all deceit, gray mist
Sadness creeps gloomy places.
And spruce cross, cross crimson
Puts on the distance the air cross…
Friend, the evening puree,
linger here, stay with me.
Forget, forget about the terrible world,
Breathe deep heavenly.
See the sad delight,
In the light of dawn creeps smoke.
I ograzhu you fence -
Ring of hands, steel ring.
I ograzhu you fence -
ring alive, ring of hands.
And for us, like smoke, flow necessary
Gray mist - in the red circle.
August 1909
