Гора Облачная и Снежная, сентябрь. Чугуевский район. Путешествия по Приморскому краю.

And who are you, the proud mountain said, 
that I must bow so low? 
Only you of a different coat, 
that's all the truth I know. 
In a coat of gold or a coat of red, 
a tiger still has claws, 
And mine are long and sharp, my mountain, 
as long and sharp as yours. 

And so she spoke, and so she spoke, 
that mountain, 
But now the rains weep her hall, 
with no one there to hear.