The city sleeps, shrouded mhloyu,
A little twinkling lights…
There's far beyond the Neva
I see glimpses of dawn.
This further reflected,
In these firelight
Tucked awakening
Dreary days for me…
23 August 1899
The city sleeps, shrouded mhloyu,
A little twinkling lights…
There's far beyond the Neva
I see glimpses of dawn.
This further reflected,
In these firelight
Tucked awakening
Dreary days for me…
23 August 1899
