I remember an hour deaf, sleepless night,
years have passed, and memory is strong.
darkness reigned, but not adjacent to the eyes,
And the thought of the mind, and the heart - can not sleep.
Suddenly from afar came to prison
From silence the coming half-awake
Unclear sound indistinct molenya,
unbeknownst, wingless, a terrible cry.
It was there moaning souls outrageously wild,
And it did not meet the heart?
You know me, My foxglove dvulykyy,
My dear friend, hostile to the end.
27 June 1901. WITH. Boblovo
