Sit by the window with the Pope.
On the shore vyutsya crows.
- Rain, rain! probably dripped!
I have an umbrella on a stick!
- There - Spring. And you - winter Captive,
Poor girl in a pink bonnet…
See, Sea foam for windows?
Fly with you, daughter, to sea.
- And for the sea has a mother?
- Not.
- Where's Mom?
- died.
- What does it mean?
- It means: there is a silly poet:
He's always something crying.
- About what?
- On a pink bonnet.
- So he has no mother?
- There is. Only his overweening:
He wants overseas,
Where does the Beautiful Lady.
- And this lady - kind?
- Yes.
- So why did not she come?
- She will never come:
She does not go on the boat.
came Nochka,
Pope ended the conversation with her daughter.
July 1905
