Literal translation:

- How good, Sasha, how good! - the wife said. - Right, it's possible to think that all this is dreaming. You, look how cozy and tender this forest looks! How lovely are these solid, silent telegraph poles! They, Sasha, enliven the landscape and they say that there, somewhere, there are people ... civilization ... Don't you like it when the wind blows weakly into your ears the noise of the coming train?

Story translation: “Sasha, sweetheart, it is so beautiful here, so nice!” his wife said. “See, how tender and cozy this forest looks! How nice these solid silent telegraph posts are! Sasha, they make the landscape look so vivid and they also say that somewhere there are people, there is civilization… Don’t you like it when you hear a weak sound of a faraway train?”