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