Since childhood - visions and dreams,
Umbria mist caressing.
On the fence flash roses,
Thin sing bell.
Too frisky cute girlfriend,
Too bold open their eyes.
She alone in the eternal circle
Weaves and weaves its silk pattern.
Timid tantalized her hopes,
Grez unfulfilled dreams.
And suddenly - red clothes
Fluttered on gold wall.
All face bent over silk,
But everywhere - through gold eyelashes -
Whirlwind whether with multi-colored wings,
or Angel, stretched down…
Temnoliky Angel with daring branch
rumor: Hello! You are full of beauty!
She trembles before the passionate news,
With shoulders dropped two serious spit…
He sings and whispers - closer, nearer,
Already on it - rustling wings tent…
And it is without power incline below
Potemnevshiй, pomutnevshyy VZOR…
thrill, does not believe: "Do January, January you?»
And the hand closes the chest…
But given the fiery blackened -
Do not leave, do not stand up and do not breathe…
And then - I Do not Know pain
Illumined with a light circle faces…
And above them - a symbol of self-will -
Perugia vulture claws calf.
only the artist, curtain hidden, –
He foresees a passionate flour Cross
and solid: - Profane, go far,
This is a sacred place of love.
May June 1909
Perudgia - Spoleto.
