Grandma opened the gate shifting:
"Torture in his old age - незнамо for that.
Hodyut and hodyut - well, just tortured.
The house would sell, but do not buy one.

I remember - she was strict, large.
Not suited for her laundry.
Not receive from her with cigarettes.
I have them twisted. Rope - not me. "

Destitute passage. Blind. Those ones
where hemp was good
where naposled chilling Kamoyu
lips moisten resulted from the bucket.

Nail, and not a hook.
It faceted, weighty --
for clamps for fishing tackle.
Too is low,
to take and hang himself.
Here hang himself - it simply.

Well, the old woman that has survived from hand to mouth,
I said, though important, I guest:
"How do I nail with something?
All look and touch.
Maybe you take yourself this nail? "

Grandma, I beg you as a mercy --
do not ask again:
"And why is she of suicide then?
You're a scientist. Easier for you to understand. "

Grandma, I am afraid in the porch and the room.
I would cry on your shoulder.
There's only murder in the world, remember.
Suicide does not happen at all.

1967