sergelehidalgo: Awakening,Aleksandr PushkinO dreams, my dreams, Where is your sweetness? Where are you, Joy of nightly fleetness? They’re gone away – My fancies, gay, And now alone In darkness grown I, sleepless, stay. A mute night hovers My
sergelehidalgo: Awakening,Aleksandr PushkinO dreams, my dreams, Where is your sweetness? Where are you, Joy of nightly fleetness? They’re gone away – My fancies, gay, And now alone In darkness grown I, sleepless, stay. A mute night hovers My
