Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok

I apprehend You
The years pass by -Yet in constant form,
I apprehend You
The whole horizon is aflame - impossibly sharp,

Above the restaurants in the
The sultry air is wild and still,
And the decaying breath of
Drives drunken shouting

She hailed from a very distant country,
Nocturnal child of ancient times;
She had no kin to greet her
Not even skies with a welcome shine

Halls grew darker and somehow faded
Grates of windows drowned in black
Every knight, every beautiful lady  Knew the tiding: "The Queen's deadly sick
"And the king, very silent and frowned,

Those born in obscure
Do not remember their way
We, children of Russia's frightful
Cannot forget a thing

Night
Street
Lamppost
Drugstore

We waited commonly for sleep or even death
The instances were wearisome as ages
But suddenly the wind's refreshing breath Touched through the window the Holy Bible's pages:
An old man goes there - who's now all white-haired -With ra...

Don't fear death in earthly travels
Don't fear enemies or friends
Just listen to the words of prayers,
To pass the facets of the dreads

On waters, spread without end,
Dressed with the sunset so purple,
It sings and prophesies for land,
Unable to lift the smashed wings' couple… The charge of Tartars' hordes it claims,

In your hidden memories There are fatal tidings of doom… A curse on sacred traditions,
A desecration of happiness;
And a power so alluring That I am ready to repeat the rumour That you have brought angels down from heaven,
Enticing ...

You are but millions
Our unnumbered
Are as the sands upon the sounding shore
We are the Scythians

The river stretched
It flows, idly grieves,
And washes both banks
In steppe, above light clay of