Tore me beasts,
hideous monsters,
hidden behind curtains.
Now they are young, tender,
Fresh victim
fallen
the altar of Diana.

…………….

Lake freezes me …
Hear the call of astral
zgaraiat on a wall
cheap plaster.
And sparrow, smoking,
asking left and right
unless he saw someone
nest …

…………….

Hurry,
ran,
because soon
will expire …