No outcome of blizzards,
And I'm happy to die.
He has got into an enchanted circle,
Silver their blizzards curtain…
Quietly looking at me,
Temnookaya.
AND, shaken blizzards Rock,
I am rearing, ringing,
Perishing in a snowstorm…
And in the snow beds
Sleep reigns and characters
the last day
In srebrosnezhnom alone -
ABOUT, yours, unknown, snow victim!
And look at me Privetnoye:
"Arise from the dead!»
13 January 1907
