Still roamed the earth -
You're an angel, sleep wakeless,
And I - ignorant and lean,
In your wrapped wing.
Blind with a blind leads,
But more often round the flashing arrows,
And I was taken aback by hand
Keep mutual heart.
But, if Angel Swan niknet,
What can I wing it?
Arrow will find and penetrate
And prignetet to native land.
But let us together. swan sleepy
And I - defeated after him -
As the smoke of incense, fragrant,
By the beginning of his vznesshiysya.
17 October 1905
