In front of me - my way…

In front of me - my way,
Keeper of the winds in altitude:
To - Angel, ropschuschyy in God
The ineffable purity.

For it does not get to the moans,
He to sky - swing wing,
But taynovidenya laws
Another land prevailed.

is he, belokrılıy, loud beats,
I reflected his rebellion:
Highly song sounds, –
There - the same sighs, Well those sounds.

And I reach, similar to the stem,
The bluish dusk of the day,
And secretly sighs hesitate
grass, hug me.

30 September 1902

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