A. Geleskool

Oh, quiet stream, I’d got into your dream
to find in your deeps treasures, one saw never.

And I had almost found them, oh, stream,   
in the reflection of the stars of heaven – 
of one so high and clear to its brim –  
I’d found them… but drowned in your dream.


Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, December, 2002