Night. City calmed down

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Night. City calmed down. Behind the large window It is quiet and solemn, As if a man dies.

But there somebody stands simply sad, Distraught by failure, With the open collar, And looks at the stars.

"Stars, stars, Tell me the reason for this melancholy!"

And again looks at the stars. "Stars, stars, Where this melancholy comes from?"

And stars speak. Stars tell everything.

October 1906 (February 1907)

Ночь. Город угомонился (Блок)