Vechereyuschyy day, dogoraya…

Vechereyuschyy day, dogoraya,
Retreats at night edge.
visiting me, increasing,
Haunting mystery of my.

Does the thought and passionate,
Infinitely ground wave,
Lost among the local noise,
Do not run out of life to the dregs?

Surely in the cold sphere
With the unsolved mystery of the earth
Send and sorrow beyond measure,
And love dreams departed?

Die my oppressed,
Quench your troubles of the day,
Only you're lonely shadow
Visit me at sunset.

11 July 1901

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