Dark falls upon the hills of Georgia, <br />I hear Aragva's roar. <br />I'm sad and light, my grief - transparent, <br />My sorrow is suffused with you, <br />With you, with you alone...My melancholy <br />Remains untouched and undisturbed, <br />And once again my heart ignites and loves <br />Because it can't do otherwise.<br /><br />Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/upon-the-hills-of-georgia/
