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...
I came (?) sleep
White (?)