Reports :

-Original Message-
Good evening my friend . In yours the letter many pleasant and tender words, for it I speak you many thanks. I am very glad to see it in yours Each letter. You the pleasant man, therefore every day at Me there is a desire to communicate with you. In this letter I want to you To write some has abated from the known Russian Writer Maria Kvetaeva: Once for night of heats of summer, Steadfast a sight at Heavens above. I looked to stars Also asked surprise if it ever comes. In full loneliness I stood that night Looking to Heavens Song singing, having died time. The song has ended, with that last verse Two stars have fallen from the sky. I have made my desire, and continued to pray. Continuation to look to Heavenly heavens Surprise if you ever find me Surprise if you ever hear my shout to you. My requests and wishes were carried out, For here you face to my eyes. Your beauty, so sweet in comparison with that from increase, And with that beauty, you have wonest my heart... Here I give your love, my sweet and fine princess. As you have won my heart and your sweet love. I think, that in transfer into other language this verse will be a little Not clear and ****. But I will tell to you fairly, that this verse It is fine. It very beautiful, it very much is pleasant to me. I want To you something to tell. Once for a long time me have very severely deceived. It was the man from America. We with it corresponded during Some time. He wrote me tender and pleasant words! Said, that I very strongly like it. That I fine and The beautiful girl. He has written to me, that wants, that I have arrived To it. That he will be very glad to meet me in the country. I have a little thought, and itself have agreed to arrive to it. Therefore I have made the passport for travel abroad and the visa in its country for the money. When I have decided to write it the letter and to tell, that all documents Are ready, and that I can easy arrive to it to the country...... Already Then has not followed from it any answer. I wrote to it much Letters, but he was silent.... He has deceived me, I very strongly was upset. I cried much. But then I could forget it. He wrote To me fine letters, I thought, that at us with it in the future something Can it will turn out. Therefore I have agreed to arrive to it, but it Has thrown me. Now I hope only for the best, I hope, that You will never deceive me. I am assured, that you decent And the good man. Tell to me, and you had little bit similar situations? I with impatience will wait from you for letters.