Zapletaem, raspletaem
Thread diabolical Destiny,
Sounds pipe angelic.
Let us happiness, we will be a paradise,
know only: you - the slaves.
We have child locks cheshem,
Songs long sing,
Play and entertain -
It is a little king,
The king then povyrastet…
Here the child falls asleep
On your chest, sister…
hear, He sighs in his sleep, –
See the red light a fire:
The fire's time to go!
Put a wreath purple
Of Asphyxiating coals
The curls of his curls:
Let him rosy dreams per hour,
What is it - the crown of the kings…
Sing harmonious verses:
The king moves to rest!
Song worn around the world -
Angels will sigh,
over the fire, Kruz, weep.
Silence in the carotid cradle
calmed kinglet.
Virgin flew sister -
Bluish smoke spreads,
Rdeet red ember.
October 1906
