In his mind, I created another world
And the existence of other images;
I chain them to contact each other,
I gave them the appearance of, but I did not give them a name;
Suddenly there was a terrible winter storms howl, –
And crumbled the wrong creature!
So before the idle crowd
And with balalaika folk
Sitting in the shadow of the singer simple,
and unselfishly, and free!..
He gives a sudden loud sound,
In honor of the Virgin, cute and lovely heart, –
And the sound of the strings suddenly tear off,
And the beginning of the song can be heard! - but to no avail! –
No its not the end dopoet!..