***

You'll soon see me. Very soon.
The sleepless night patrol rain
In-flight of an eagle, a deaf sentence
In the course of the river, which at the touch raving
Her fingers through the stones on the perimeter of the light
Is the body the victim seas
And crying, and he knows - is not the answer,
And will support your ships.

You will soon hear me, O my God,
I love clearing his throat,
Inhaled into my lungs would burn skin
Down, pour the ashes in the hand of heaven.
I'll be back soon, returning half-way,
You are so ordered and I did not inquire.
Broken-mouth words of Impatiens
I, as a sower in the sky throwing.

No matter what I did not reach before.
No matter what I do not postignul end -
Unimportant.
Shower, a second removing hands from her face.
Explode violently orgy of color
When my gloomy eyes black
Stuck a dagger in a palette of dawn,
Disarms whose muteness.

And somewhere in the middle of the Urals,
Left face, turning to the heavens -
My last breath slips from the shore.
And will only wind your sails