The malice

Княгиня Татьяна Романова -Бродни
The wild beasts rushing passionately
In a nice, beautiful and quiet soul
In the wild madness breaking out of cage,
Without the fear roaring into silence...

By tearing the breast grab by the throat
Hungrily growl angrily wheezing 
Disturbing the rest of teeth clacking,
Foaming at the mouth
Digging with the piercing gaze...

Burning in disarray with the ardent eyes
The eternal peace of deepest sleep,
The fate loudly laughing to tears
Living fast without regret...