The Spirit, and the Bride say: Come.
Apocalypse
I believe in the sun Testament,
I see dawns away.
I am waiting for the universal light
From the spring of land.
All the souls lie
recoiled, shivering.
Before me - to the road
gold border.
commanded lilies
I go through the forest.
Full of angel wings
It must be my heaven.
Nepostizhnogo world
Zadrozhali jets.
I believe in the sun Testament,
A visa eyes Tvoi.
22 February 1902
