Nikolay Yakovlevich Agnivtsev. (№ 361655)

And pulls in relentless passion,
To you the world its mouth
Paris guy de Maupassant,
A laughing Paris love!
And I'm taking back a lot
Good in the family chests:
And bars of gold from the Urals,
And rings fashioned in the rocks!
Let Paris there to marvel at,
Their frantic rossevelt,
At silver Fox,
The ermine and sable!
But the food is all well with the longing in my heart I am.
More expensive I Luggage all
Here is the amulet on the neck,
In her handful of native of my land!
Oh, and in the alleys of the Luxembourg
And in the noise of the main dining room -
Misty phantom of Petersburg
In front of me were everywhere!..
Let it's invisible! He let far!
But in the DIN of the Paris days
Always, as in a locket curl,
Saint-Petersburg - in my soul!