Текст песни Валерий Брюсов - Женщине

You - a woman, you - a book between books
You - rolled , etched roll ;
His lines and thoughts and words excess
In its pages mad every moment .
You - a woman, you - a witch brew !
He burns the fire , barely penetrated into the mouth ;
But drinking a flame suppressing cry
And praise wildly amid torture .
You - a woman, and that you are right .
From century removed the star crown ,
You - in the depths of our image of the deity !
We attract iron yoke to you ,
Thee we serve , the expanse of mountains crushing ,
And we pray - from the beginning - you!