Sil`na moya strast`, rokovaya i zharkaya,
Kak solnce iyul`skoe, yarkaya,
Kak burnoe more, myatezhnaya,
Revnivaya, skorbnaya, nezhnaya.

K chemu moya duma, by'valo, stremilasya,
Chem gordoe serdce kogda-to zhivilosya -
Mechtan`ya by'ly'e, nadezhdy' davnishnie -
Pogasli v dushe i zaboty', kak lishnie!

I ty', za umchavshejsya ix vereniceyu,
Voshla v moyu dushu edinoj czariceyu,
I slovo tvoe stalo mne poveleniem,
Uly'bka - vostorgom, nasmeshka - mucheniem.