Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov. (№ 371716)

I go out alone on the road;
Through a fog the siliceous way shines;
Silent night. The desert harks to God,
And star speaks to star.
In heaven, solemn and wonderful!
Sleeps earth in the radiance of the blue...
What do I hurt so much and so hard?
Eh wait what? do you regret about it?
I do not expect anything from life I
And I do not regret the past at all;
I'm looking for freedom and peace!
I would like to relax and go to sleep!