Flute sang on the bridge,
And apple trees in bloom.
And the angel lifted high
Star green one,
I care about the great bridge
See in this depth,
At such a height.
flute sings: vzošla star,
Shepherd, prosecuted herds…
And under the bridge water sings:
Look, what kind ·rapids,
Leave worries forever,
Such transparent depth
Never seen…
Such deep silence
I never heard…
Look, some rapids,
When you've seen these dreams?..
22 May 1908
