Zolotokudry Angel Day
The night fairy appeal,
But she goes, ringing,
How fleeting dream dream.
Limit our - blue azure
And the womb of the mother earth.
In their silence - harbinger of storms,
And the storm - the messenger of peace.
As long as you are alive, - one law
baby, sage and the Maiden.
Why, mortal, you are confused
Criminal dream of God's wrath?
Summer 1902
