Days flowing silently,
strange days.
Waiting river spill,
Lurking in the shadows.

In distant lands,
The grayish heights,
All the old deceptions
Blown away without a trace.

But the next morning more wonderful
Once again they appear:
Following a mysterious song
Svetozarnыe days.

9 September 1901
St. Petersburg

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