Goes without delay
And melts night until
Over the sleeping world pilot
Goes into the cloud.
He was lost in the fog,
Disappeared in his jet,
Becoming a cross on the fabric
And the mark on the linen .
Under him night bars,
Foreign cities ,
Barracks, firemen ,
Airports, train.
His whole body on a cloud
Falls the shadow of the wing.
Wander , huddling together ,
Celestial bodies .
And scary, scary roll
For some other
unknown universes
Rotate the Milky Way.
In the boundless spaces
Burn continents .
In the cellars and boiler
Sleeps stokers .
In Paris, under the roof
Venus and Mars
Look what the playbill
Announced a new farce.
Someone can not sleep
In a comfortable distance
On the tiled
Old attic.
He looks at the planet ,
As if the sky
Refers to the subject
His night worries.
Do not sleep , do not sleep , work ,
Do not interrupt work,
Do not sleep , fight with drowsiness ,
As a pilot, like a star.
Do not sleep , do not sleep , artist,
Not over sleep.
You - hostage of eternity
At the time in captivity .
