There are better and worse than me,
And a lot of men and gods,
And in each - Throwing Fire,
And in each - sadness clouds.
And everyone else will ignite
Again extinguish fire,
And every sad sigh,
Glancing in the other eye…
May I - king over themselves,
With me - let him be my anger,
To see the abyss deaf
Features dazzling maidens!
I myself shall create life,
And he will destroy his life.
I will look at Dawn
Only with those, who will love.
September 1906
