И серебристая слеза english

… And a silvery tear’s alone
Gently rolling down a face
Fallen onto the crumpled volume
Running over unhugged embrace.
Other tear was shooting a chest,
Being thick as the forest stream,
And becoming hard in the mist
Felt the icy blood under skin.
Only third like a song of night
Sang its dream in the midnight noon.
And a pipe full of golden light
Was responding to it. And the Moon,
Having shrouded living thread
Of my soul into fading vain,
Took it quietly into hand
Brought along the ladder of rain
And along toppled over lights
And along the forgotten ale…
To the bright blue and gloaming nights
When I wouldn’t obey to hail
Neither pain, nor the spite of swords…
And the path of the midnight words
Gently touched frosty window pane,
Fluffy plaid and an old ale…
And the Moon opened up the sighs
Let the light come on in, being free,
And three tears’ve been flashed like the fires
As reminding about me…

June,20 2001