When you're hunted down and downtrodden
Men, care, il anguish;
When a grave
All, that you captivated, sleeping;
When the Urban Desert,
Desperate and sick,
You go home,
And heavy eyelashes frost,
Then - stop for a moment
Listen to the silence of the night:
Comprehend the life of another hearing,
That day come upon you;
Anew okinesh glance
Dahl snowy streets, fire smoke,
Night, quietly waiting for the morning
over white, fuzzy garden,
And the sky - a book between books;
Find in his heart devastated
Again the image of the mother bent,
And this unparalleled moment -
Patterns on the glass lantern,
Frost, froze the blood,
Your cold love -
All breaks out in the heart of gratitude,
You bless all time,
Having understood, that life - immensely Bole,
What quantum satis Branda likes,
And the world - perfect, as always.
Spring 1911
