@CryptoMan4 18 February 2026

They sing, and indifferently While listening to their ringing voices, Tatyana waited impatiently, For the pounding of her heart to subside, For the flush on her cheeks to pass. But her chest was still full of the same pounding, And the fire in her cheeks never went away, It only burned brighter, brighter… Just like a helpless butterfly, held captive by a schoolboy, It both shimmers and flutters with its rainbow wings; A rabbit trembles like this in the autumn crop, When it suddenly sees from afar A sharpshooter hiding in the bushes.