If only it would fit -
I will wait, I will wait…
Blue, blue sky…
Blue calm surface.
Who priklikal my swans?
Who wanders over the lake, laughing?
I am among those people -
Imperceptibly dawn broke?
Anyway - I will wait, I will wait…
I am alone, I'm in a crowd, I, as everyone…
Immerse yourself in the serene expanse -
And ascend to glory swan.
3 June 1903
Bad Nauheim
