Why do I do all sad
And painful day by day?..
Romance
Why do I walk thoughtfully,
Why at night in silence
Feverishly doom will not wake,
Why I'm not crying in his sleep?..
Lonely quiet road,
But infinitely more miles
Sometimes fleeting caress,
A fleeting thought of her…
All of it would now be remembered,
Lonely days to decorate,
Infinite will give
And I would guess about cute, tell fortunes…
Why am I thoughtful and it…
Why my songs are sick…
answer, answer me, why
These ever-melancholy dreams?..
19 August 1899
