Do you know autumn?..

[it's for the strong]

Autumn knows where to hit

and to go...

Autumn sees through the coat

and sweater

Fall knows you all

Your every millimeter...

It's something hidden in your chest...

and what is hidden in the rib cage

like notes between the strings of a guitar,

Fall deftly picks up with a fingernail

and whispers with a sneer: oh, here you are...

If summer is the flight of the spread winds

The autumn throws straight to the abyss,

Rain plunging into your palms with no hints

you wander blindly in the dark

and know that here it is...

or still come up with a strange way to kindle

a fire... [at least just for a while]

While someone's gathering the splinters

Another's looking for a shard of light

in houses and souls there is delight

that warm them in the severest of winters.

[Someone will buy themselves a lamp

and will immediately be delighted]

Someone will strike with just one match...

No light is needed in the fall,

All after all, there is no fire warmer

than a single touch.