1906 year

I feel your heartbeat in my soul; you never died, Your warmth and grace the two of us have tied, And if you die, death is my only choice, But while I breathe, I’ll hear...

Look around, my friends, autumn is here, And winter in its white cloak is already near. The birds are moving southward, flying far away, They have a better place where it is safe to stay....

You occupy my thoughts both day and night Your health is mine; your plight, it is my plight Oh people mine, you sacred above all You I cannot betray for all the world With boundless...

Pushkin Alexander, please accept my admiration, I am a poet too, from thee I get my inspiration. O wizard of the verse! Thou make the stones dance, To be a poet without harmony or music...

In heaven, if I chance upon your face In it, I’ll see my own reflection’s trace. I know that you beguile and charm, Entrance, envelop, and disarm. Your beauty is the heavens’ art Celestial grace...