Nechaev

THE STUDENT by Ogarev

He was born to a wretched fate

And taught in a hard school,

And suffered interminable torments

In years of unceasing labor.

But as the years swept by

His love for the people grew stronger

And fiercer his thirst for the common good

The thirst to improve man’s fate.

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