When your summer mladye
Shames noisy rumor,
And you're on a sentence of light
On the honor of lost rights;
One, the crowd with cold,
I share your pain
And for you plea barren
Unfeeling idol pray.
But the light ... Cruel condemnations
It does not change its:
He does not punish mistakes,
But the mystery requires them.
Worthy equal contempt
His vain love
And hypocritical persecutions:
To oblivion heart prepare;
Do not drink the poison mutitelnoy;
Be brilliant, stifling circle;
Leave crazy fun:
You left one friend.
