I would like to die on the wings of ecstasy
In a lazy half-sleep inspired by a dream
Without pangs of repentance without torture of thought
Without cowardly tears of farewell to the earth.

I would like to die in fragrant spring
In a neglected garden on a fragrant day
So that clumps of dark lindens doze over me
And blooming lilacs swayed.

So that there would be a stream with a mysterious murmur
Silent silence disturbed and woke up
And the blue sky with solemn silence
He clearly spoke to me about heavenly eternity.

So that I do not pray do not cry dying
And sweetly dozed off and so that I dreamed ...
That I`m swimming ... I`m swimming and that the wave is dumb
Silently gives me another wave...