Oh, how you were laughing joyly
At us, how you did hate for case,
That we with our silent poems
Convicted you, unfairly blamed!
But we are - just the same. We, poets,
Are grieving after you again,
Keeping the sacred love in vain,
Again our vows are repeating...
And our temple is as earlier,
As earlier we read on wall the terms...
So let you laugh at us, believe not,
Read not about the water flows,
Which sing there in the underground site
About the roving fires and lights...
But do remember the Tyutchev's precepts
(*Feodor Tyutchev is the famous russian poet):
Be silent, hide and keep in secret
Your feelings and your dreams unreal...