Мело, мело по всей земле,
Во всe пределы.
Свеча горела на столе,
Свеча горела.
Как летом роем мошкара
Летит на пламя -
Слетались хлопья со двора
К оконной раме.
Метель лепила на стекле
Кружки и стрелы.
Свеча горела на столе,
Свеча горела.
На озаренный потолок
Ложились тени:
Скрещенье рук, скрещенье ног,
Судьбы скрещенье.
И падали два башмачка
Со стуком, на пол.
И воск, слезами, с ночника
На платье капал.
И все терялось в снежной мгле,
Седой и белой.
Свеча горела на столе,
Свеча горела.
Melo, finely across the earth
In all limits.
The candle burned on the table
The candle was burning.
Like a summer digging midges
Flies to the flame -
Flakes flocked from the yard
To the window frame.
Blizzard sculpted on glass
Mugs and arrows.
The candle burned on the table
The candle was burning.
To the illuminated ceiling
Shadows lay:
Cross your arms, cross your legs,
Fate Crossing.
And two shoes fell
With a knock on the floor.
And wax, in tears, from a nightlight
I dripped on the dress.
And everything was lost in the snowy gloom
Gray and white.
The candle burned on the table
The candle was burning.
