“In the darkness of the dead times,
In the place where Baikal waves
Now roam free and wild…
There were no animals or men:
Only large rocks stood around.
Then grief came down and fell upon the rocks,
And stopped the dance of the faded dreams of olden days

The rocks were buried by the restless Baikal
Born out of their late and bitter tears.”

Aleksander Oborin, 1920’s