In a dark room you dishonored,
Street light you betrayed.
You are walking, beautiful woman,
You are drunk.
Plume creeps over you and shakes,
like a snake, dying in the dust…
Do you see, life in it is still warm?
Zapyli!
(April (?) 1907)
In a dark room you dishonored,
Street light you betrayed.
You are walking, beautiful woman,
You are drunk.
Plume creeps over you and shakes,
like a snake, dying in the dust…
Do you see, life in it is still warm?
Zapyli!
(April (?) 1907)
