Let me sometimes of alcohol was soaked,
Let the heart weakens, tuskneyut eyes,
But, Gurvic! glancing at this picture,
You remember me, and "Baku Worker".
I do not know, il my holiday the worst day of their,
We commonly each other on the bitch barking,
But if Frischberg gave all the money,
Then the paper was to us a paradise.
25 April 1925
Baku
