I had occasion breathe the air,
Which in Ethiopia is breathed…
It’s dry and rarefied, such it is there -
As that the Pushkin’s ancestors breathed…
The Public Singers their songs sing
Amongst the high Ethiopian peaks…
They consider Pushkin - as " theirs "…
And on "masenko" one-string guitars -
They accompany their own ballads…
The Baltic air of Petersburg – isn’t such…
In winter it’s cool and humid very much…
In summer it is dry and chilly -
For some extent similar to Abissinian…
In Petersburg - not once I have there been …
About Pushkin all reminds… It can be seen…
There Pushkin’s Poetry is near…
In that air poetry you can hear…