I wonder what would happen if I wasn’t born at all? Poison seals my fate, forsakes my wretched soul. My life goes by in circles, year after year, I suffer through the winter, till summer’s...
…You’ve finally departed, kitty cat… Farewell, my lovely purry pet! Honored as a saint upon demise, You were so merciless to mice… 1911 В оригинале на татарском: Мияубикә (Мәрсия) В переводе на русский язык: Мияубике...