Crowd caked fence,
In the ears of a sad step in the morning,
Peat propellery parade,
Yelling persistently horn.
Three days pass in haze,
visiting, in the theatre, in windows,
At the exhibition, On Pavement,
Three days merge into one.
All is silent on the fourth.
No one opens his mouth.
In the vicinity of the airport
Fatigue, relaxation, deafness.
The next morning the selling cadet
obscured half the room.
The May Day shirt with bow
He hangs out the window.
His whole being at the mercy of
Nadvinuvsheysya novelty,
Short sleep and happiness of Fire
All the senses are transformed.
With soul dozed shot eyepiece.
He night grew twice.
To his years adding holiday.
He will defend their rights.
At the bottom of the well yard
Thawing snow layer.
Now he returns to the room
K he, for whom he would give life.
He looks down on those clods.
Day breaks. extinguish lights.
All shivers, How is he, in languor,
Prosvechivaya inside.
