Ya tebya pokhoronila -- pozdno noch'yu za rekoyu.
Mesyats plakal i smeyalsya, obezumevshij ot gorya.
Polozhila tebya v zemlyu, provodila dolgim vzglyadom...,
Narvala tebe ryabiny, i legla poslushno ryadom... --
Spat'...
Utrom prileteli chajki, seli vse tvoi resnitsy.
Ya kidala v nikh kamnyami, -- otvratitel'nye ptitsy.
Ne krichite, umolyayu! Mne ot vashikh krikov -- dushno!
Ya vam vyrvu svoyo serdtse, -- mne ono uzhe ne nuzhno...