Alexander Vertinsky. (№ 379237)

"Madam, already the leaves are falling,
And the fall in deadly delirium!
Already a bunch of grapes
Yellow in the forgotten garden!
I'm waiting for You, as sleep blue!
I die in the autumn on fire!
When You say the word?
When You come to me?!"
And, the view omitting tired,
She whispered, as in delirium:
"I have too long wished for.
I to You... will never come."