Here was a king with a gear
dancing crown.
Jester was cloaked winged
With round Bubentsov.
Ladies with trains, by pages,
The pink shades.
Knight with dark chains
On steel arms.
Brother, to walk your, knight,
I would go a long sword!
Under your visor, knight,
Gentle gaze coveted meetings!
Brother, barnyard comb, knight,
Your helmet adorned!
Brother, tell, cute knight,
Why did you come?
To our tales, cute knight,
incline your ear…
these roses, cute knight,
He gave me one.
These rose - I, knight,
Dear friend brought…
Brother, you are in a fairy tale, knight!
You do not need roses…
9 January 1907
