Green tea

 
I deify all the funk of your misgiving and puzzlement
It fosters me, it can`t injure. I believe untill the end

Thus azure of mine is clear and azure of their`s is sore
Are you versus for what i am looking for?

Maples are golden and red and fluxing. So am i.
Such a fogey and maudlin and weedy. Why?

They crippled me inasmuch i am nimble (i am sorry i was)
Do i err when i claim that the envy is the greatest force

Pussy-willow`s branches are washed by green tea of your tears
I kneel, look at me! I want you to pour all the green tea of your tears on my eyelids

Grim faces and angry hands are around and everywhere
I appeal to my god and wait and listen to the silent air

But only fiend is jumping in the cloud
And says: «Your poor prayer is too much loud!”

Pussy-willow`s branches are washed by green tea of your tears
I kneel, look at me! I want you to pour all the green tea of your tears on my eyelids

I know: my prayer is audible. But it isn`t nigh to you
And giggling evil is closer and makes me mute

Everybody gibbers during this rainy eve
I am a seer and i feel the plague and fever

Come down on me and let your tears flow
I kiss the puddle of green tea which is vaporising on my floor