For good and evil shamefully indifferent,
At the beginning of pursuits we vyanem without a fight.
Lermontov
As the crowd applauded around the idols,
overthrows one, creates another,
And for me, blind, somewhere shine
Holy fire and mladosti sunrise!
To him seek painful soul,
And I strive rvus, how have the strength…
But, it is seen, I heavy anguish
The ship sank hope!
Pulled into the abyss of cardiac death,
I - indifferent gray unsociable…
The crowd is yelling - I infinitely hlada,
The crowd is calling - I have it and motionless.
23 February 1899
