Once a proud and haughty,
Now with a gypsy I'm in heaven,
And now - I ask it humbly:
"Splyashy, gypsy, my life ".
And long is horrible dance,
And life passes before me
mad, carotid and beautiful
And disgusting dream…
the spinning, threw his arms,
The snake will crawl, - and suddenly
All frozen in languor of boredom.
And diamonds falling from hand…
ABOUT, I was rich once,
Yes, everything - not worth a nickle:
bad blood, love, Ling and gold,
A Forest - anguish.
11 July 1910
