In idle Mlad, in peredrassvetnoy laziness
Soul soared up and found there a star.
Hazy evening was, went soft shadows.
Evening Star, bezmolvstvuya, I waited.
imperturbably, on the dark stage
You entered and, quiet, surfaced.
And tenuous dream in peredrassvetnoy laziness
On Star Trek himself suffered.
And proceeded night mist of dreams.
And the shy youth with dreams without number.
And nearing dawn. And the shadows flee away.
AND, clear, You ran down to the sun.
19 June 1901
