O night! It is thee alone I love. Thou art beautiful, thou art vast, mysterious, profound, sweet and calm! I have just closed the window; the moon shines; the frogs are singing, and their song is the one I prefer. Why does the night not last forever? Dominica Pavlovna has written several times, and at last she gives the cause of the death, but very vaguely. She had said, or someone said in his presence, that the matter of the marriage had taken a serious turn and that he would be left without property. Then he struck himself. But all this is very vague and muffled.
O nuit ! ce n’est que toi que j’aime. Tu es belle, tu es grande, mystérieuse, profonde, douce et calme ! Je viens de fermer la fenêtre, la lune éclaire, les grenouilles chantent, et leur chant est celui que je préfère. Pourquoi la nuit ne dure t-elle pas toujours ? Dominica Pavlovna a écrit plusieurs fois et, enfin, elle donne la cause de la mort, mais très vaguement. Elle avait dit ou on a dit devant lui que l’affaire du mariage a pris une tournure sérieuse et qu’il restera sans propriété. Alors il se frappa. Mais tout cela est bien vague et sourd.