I woke up and climbed
By the window at the dark stage.
Frosty month silvered
Moi zatihnuvšie seni.
A long time since there was no news,
But the city has brought me sounds,
And every day I was waiting for guests
And I listen to noises and knocks.
And at midnight I winced more than once,
AND, awakens steps,
I climbed to the window - and saw gas,
Shimmering in the streets chains.
Today, I am waiting for my guests
I drognu, and clench hands.
Recently I had no news,
But there were noises and knocks.
18 September 1902
