Pale pen touched the piano
Slow, as if exhausted.
Sounds sing, languor sadness.
Who are your thoughts troubled,
pale girl, there, the piano?

the, who is watching you,
– Like a shark for small fish –
He will be your fate!
And not the good he thinks with a smile,
the, who is behind you.

With joyful kind are busy family:
Daughter – bride! Their daughter!
If she dreamed dreams of other, –
Dreams dispelled the night!
With joyful kind are busy family.

light church, ring,
Noise, congratulations, with the image of a boy…
She hid the face,
He is looking longingly at the narrow finger,
Where ring lights.

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