Everything was under Bible:
The young passion turned to cold,
And the end to young excitements
Gradually changed to a common row.
I was dazed, yet feeling nothing,
And consoled by A HELL.
All the words I've strictrly counted,
But - I had the great head-ache...
Longly suffered and plaintively...
Silently my body frozed.
I rose up: look, thirty years!
Catch-n-grasp - the heart is gone.
And the heart - was a deadman painted.
When the end had come, he found,
That this case was quite banal -
His soul's died... Will be another?
30 dec 1913
Все свершилось по писанью... - пер. А. Блока
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