So long cherished sheets
I have not touched a pen;
To blame, at my table
Already for a long time without strings Privetnoye
Unsold your album.
The birthday party, very handy,
I wish you glad
Many of all grace,
Many sweet OTRADA, —
On a lot of thunder Parnassus,
In life there are many quiet days
And your conscience
Not a single album
from beauties, From friends.
