Wolves, come and surround me
With superstitions
Maybe I could still believe in something,
My dear moon,
Irradiate me with so I can see
A passion in me!

How much silence in the fiercely empty field
With no fight, with no once upon a time!

I am Luliki,
Your dear sister!
The loneliness` deprived of sister,
The buckle that doesn`t untie
Of pain,
Of dynamite!

I am luliki,
a weak winner,
a much cold velvety marble,
a pale white,
on a cheek of night...
and so much silence
that I get bored
of the most embroidered tears,

of this night
especially

when
once
upon
a time
doesn`t end anymore!