My month is at the regal zenith.
Night freedom choke
And there - in silver thread
In excess of happiness Wrap.
Towards passionate apathy
And only the future Dawn -
Kivaю Cinema razdolью,
Dive in dark silver!..
In the squares sweltering capital
Blind people say:
"What on earth? Air balloon.
That under the moon? Aerostat.
And I - silver desert
Nesus in a burning delirium,
And in folds of dark blue robe
I hid favorite stars.
1 October 1903
