-Pushkin
I sat behind a damp prison fence.
A young eagle growing up in a cage
Accompanied me gloomily;
It flapped its wings,
Grab bloody food under the fence.
It pecked, discarded and looked out of the window.
It seems that I have the same trouble.
It greeted me with eyes and cries,
The elephant said, "let's fly, it's time."
"We are free birds, flying away-
Fly to the beautiful mountains behind the dark clouds,
Fly there, to the blue cape,
Only the wind is dancing ... and my company ... "