In depth of the Siberian ores
Let you keep both the pride and patience,
Your mournful labour won't be lost,
As well as all of your thoughts highest.
To grief, unhappiness true sister -
The Hope - in the underground dwell
Will rise vivacity and joyfulness,
Desired time will come again:
A Love, a Friendship will seep surely
Through all the locks of gloomy prison,
As now my voice freely reaches you
In your unbearable holes.
And fetters will fall down, then
The dungeons will be ruined - a Freedom
Will meet you gayly at the enter,
And brothers their sword will give.
Lyudmila Purgina
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