When I came out - were Dawns,
Belela morning ahead.
I thought: zabeleet soon
Forgotten in my chest.
ABOUT, hour treacherous, instant random!
I am weak heart in the darkness of night,
And this confession secret
The tears poured out in front of you…
And he went in dreams - and in remote
Abandoned went there,
And I believed for a moment
Getting up in the twilight home.
I looked at the gentle dawns,
I dreamed about the morning ahead
And I thought: zabeleet soon
Long forgotten in the chest…
17 April - 28 September 1902