Wert thou sitting by the painful bedside,
Wert thou present at the parting of the spirit,
When the, soul was divided from the white body?
And how did swift Death come to thee?
Came she as a beggar-woman, a wandering cripple,
Or as a brave youth, brisk and burly?
Or as a stout burlák from Petersburg?
Rest in peace in you old drunk.
