***
Remains to live a little,
And the road will open
To unexplored distances,
Where there is no sorrow.
***
They will say there: "Vasily, hello!
You are a connoisseur of the female?
There are many beauties lying here -
They can bite your finger off!"
***
It is calm here at the churchyard,
Only during the day there are guests:
They will bring, leave a friend.
There is sadness, but there is no fear.
***
Throwing coins into a pit,
At a man or a lady,
Everyone leaves with a mournful step.
Those who cannot themselves are taken away.
***
The wind continues to cry -
Only he alone noticed:
Remains to live the sadness
Of which everyone is tired.