Christ, God! I yearn for wonder
Now, at the beginning of the day!
Oh, let me die today, as long as
The whole life is the book to make.
You are so wise, you'll not say strictly:
"Be patient, term's not finished yet."
and You to me - too much has given!
I thirst at once - for all the ways!
I want it all: with gypsy soul
to go singing with the robbers,
For all to suffer hearing organ
in battle rush as Amazon.
To guess the stars in the black tower,
Move children forward through the shade ...
That was a legend - every past day,
That was a madness - every day!
I love the cross and silk, and hard hats
My soul is of the moments - trail
You gave me childhood - better than tales.
At seventeen - give me a death!