Posv(yaschaetsya)
I've been wandering around the world,
I saw all, all found,
But, haze of fog dressed,
You walked past, my ideal.
I realized a lot of radiant stars,
One only secret light lila,
As a reflection of the moon silver,
Was sad and bright.
And long prophetic apple
Viewed in the gloomy fog,
Where bright red lightning
Gloomy sky ocean.
Now I understand the secret of the night,
Found you, my ideal…
Your eyes shine just now,
As always Sirius sparkled!..
7 August 1898
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