Syria and alkanoyl

Birds of joy and sorrow

Thick curls throwing wave,
Threw his head back,
Throws Syrian happiness full,
Beatitudes unearthly complete look.
AND, bated breath in the chest,
Feathery rays camp opened,
Inhales the fragrance of all,
Spring tide unknown…
And bliss powerful effort
Slezoy tumanyt BLESK eyes…
here, behold, Now he spreads his wings
And fly away in bundles of rays!
Other - all powerful sadness
exhausted, weary…
Longing all the day and night service
All is full of high chest…
Chant sounds deep groan,
In the breast lay a sob,
And over its leafy throne
Hung black wing…
Away - purple lightning,
Heaven faded turquoise…
And with bloody lashes
Terrible tears rolling…

23-25 February 1899
St. Petersburg

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