The hungry and sick captive
And the day is not a day, and the year is not a year.
When vskolositsya field,
Sigh humiliated people?
that summer, rustle in the darkness,
then straightening, some clones
All night long, by a secret wind, cereals:
It's time to start flowering.
The people - the crown of earthly colors,
The beauty and the joy of all colors:
Can not escape the Lord's summer
Favorable - and us.
15 February 1909
