My favorite, my prince, my groom,
You are sad in flowery meadow.
Pavilikoy amid the cornfields of gold
I curled on the other side.
I catch your dreams to fly
Pale white transparent flower.
You somnesh me in full bloom
Whitechest tired horse.
Brother, trample my immortality, –
I'll save the fire for you.
Timidly flames church candles
At matins the pale light the.
In the church, you'll be, pale face,
And the Queen of Heaven come, –
Kolyhnus wax flame,
Dame smell a familiar shiver…
Over you - like a candle - I'm quiet,
In front of you - like a flower - I tender.
Waiting for you, my fiance,
All the bride - and wife forever.
26 Martha 1904. Good Friday
