I'll never forget (he was, or was not,
This evening): dawn fire
Burnt and split by the pale sky,
And on the yellow dawn - lights.
I sat by the window in a crowded room.
Somewhere sang the bond of love.
I sent you a black rose in a glass
gold, For as the heavens, Ai.
you looked. I met embarrassed and boldly
Haughty eyes and gave bow.
Refer to the gentleman, deliberately sharply
You said: "And this love '.
And now, in response something thundered strings,
Isstuplenno stuck bow…
But you were with me all the contempt the young,
Barely perceptible shake hands…
You leaped movement frightened the birds,
you went, like my dream is easy…
And sighed perfumes, slumbered eyelashes,
Whispered anxiously silk.
But from the depths of the mirrors you give me eyes cast
AND, throwing, cried: "fished!..»
A bead brenchalo, gypsy dancing
And screamed the dawn of love.
19 April 1910
