I wish I could look
Into the eyes of the happy old man
Or out of the Scottish castle windows
Or when the tail
Sheds its lizard
I wish I could read
The guide to the mind’s labyrinth
Or leaf through the book of my memory
Or find the proofs
For the torn-out page
I wish I could get
The key to the enchanted door
From my childhood to the land beyond
For the boy with silver heart
And the girl with chrysolite eyes
And stay with them forever
And find my own name
And stop
Waiting
For you
Translated by Max Nemtsov