Snow hush turns smartly…

Snow hush turns smartly,
Across the field rushing alien trio.

Hurtling a troika stranger Mladost.
Where is my happiness? Where is my joy?

All it rolled away by the whirlwind jaunty
But on the same frenzied troika.

4/5 October 1925

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