Floater released.
Shaking their two blades,
As a sea monster in the water,
I slipped into the air jets.
His singing screws, like strings…
Look: nedrognuvšij pilot
To blind the sun on the podium
Strives a screw flight…
Already in the heights unattainable
Shines engine copper…
There, faint and invisible,
The propeller continues to sing…
Then - in vain looking for an eye:
At the sky you will not find a trace:
binoculars, throw up high,
Only air - clear, like water…
And here, in the heat of the flickering,
In smokers over the meadow mist,
hangars, people, all earthly things -
As if pinned down to the ground…
But again in the golden mist,
As if ethereal chord…
he is close, moment rukopleskaniy
And the wretched world record!
All below the descent spiral,
Steeper blade wriggle,
And suddenly… absurd, ugly
At the break the monotony…
And the beast with umolkshimi screws
Powys frightening angle…
Seek faded eyes
Support air… scratch!
too late: the plains of grass
Wing crumpled arc…
In woven wire machine
Hand - Dead arm…
Why are you in the sky was, brave,
In his first and last time?
To secular lioness and sales
Raise to thee violet eyes?
Or delight selflessly
Vile tasted you,
The fall madly vozalkal
And he stopped the screws?
Or has poisoned your mind unhappy
Future wars terrible view:
Night flyer, in the gloom of inclement
Earth carrying dynamite?
1910 - January 1912
