Tabor walked. Above the stars were sparkling…

Roma noisy crowd
Bessarabia wander…

Tabor walked. Above the stars were sparkling.
He finished heavy, hard way,
Finished violent assaults whim
AND, tired, I longed for rest.
But in the hearts of even played a wildly
Blood, and dark forest thundered,
awakened ringing, whistling, cry,
On the fun gazing gloomily.
Thus ends the violent Roma
wild, ringing whim zoom…
The height, on a dark ocean
Merkli, went out legions of stars.

22 August 1898
Shakhmatovo

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