Originele tekst - Engels - Trecho do diario de Grace Drummond-Hay

From crude gorgeousness to mysterious pastel depths
From harsh jaggedness to the seduction of the intangible Falling night weaves a spell of romance over the twilight dimmed landscape Like a beautiful woman slowly and luxuriously decking herself with diamonds the mountains of Russia take on gleaming clusters of sparkling lights as one by one the tiny villages illuminate themselves against the darkness