Gorky

Under the murmur of the river was a dream.
I was in the city of Gorky live.
See the Sun in the sky hung himself -
all his nasty substance.
The city of Gorky - a Mirage-like haze.
The faintness of the air here, like in the movies.
All around worth sovereign.
And the other? Was a long time ago.
And hunting to escape. Yes where is it?
You're caught. So and live.
Fall down to the bottom.
See - I hanyga in the blood.
And sit on the train - while the train is standing.
Anywhere neither forward - nor backward.
He I - a man - like cloth throws.
Here's his unreasonable seizure.
Don't want to. Don't want to? Shut up - places.
Here is a little man - my will. -
How will elapse my life?
- Rassuponilsya? - One day I will die.
I pulled away in alien Worlds.
I live - I think like a God.
And will remain here until that distant time,
until life will hit the Gong.
to translate poetry
                13/ 6/2015