Wake up! Be fast! Why do you lay, the lazy? Try not to freak me you are sleeping healthy. The beams of sun are playing on the wall. Why are you laying silent one, at all? And silver tears are shining on your lashes. Why do you think that your sleep’s so precious? – I slept and saw: years of my youth befall! Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, May, 2001