Go, follow me - submissive
And my faithful slave.
I'm on a mountain ridge that lighteneth
Vzlechu confidently with you.
I will carry you over the abyss,
Her bottomless lake teasing.
Your fear is useless -
Only inspiration for me.
I rain ethereal dust
And by circling Protection
All the power of the muscles and the shadow of wings
AND, exalting, do not drop.
And in the mountains, in glistening white,
On immaculate meadow,
Divinely beautiful body
You I strangely anneal.
Thou know, what little
That human lie,
That sad pity earth,
What do you call a wild passion? –
When the evening will be quieter,
AND, bewitched me,
You want to fly higher
Desert sky firepower, –
Yes, I'll take you with me
And he carried you there,
Where the earth seems a star,
The earth seems a star.
AND, speechless with surprise,
You behold new worlds -
incredible vision,
Creating my games…
Trembling with fear and impotence
Then you shepnesh: is released…
AND, dissolving quietly wings,
I smile at you: fly.
And under the divine smile,
Destroyed on the fly,
you will fly, the stone fragile,
In radiant emptiness…
9 June 1910
