Rotten bricks in useless fears Mosses lichens go to sorrow Wet stoned wait for the sun Song of trees covers grass
The rainy day the rainy night The rusty gate by your side
I came into the old garden A deep well murmured dreams I found circle of stones and trees...
The old man looked at me His beard shivered with laugher Powerless shout broke away From my throat
Red dirty leaves are falling down The conscious man is alone It's raining from dusk to dawn Rain - cold Autumn's son
I was dying in the garden The beautiful (?) to me FOr innocence (?) my spirit I asked her "Where's the flame of life?" "...the red rose looks for live" The lass burst into tears I saw rainbow in the (?) sky...