Here you will find the Poem To M.L. Lozinsky of poet Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
I feel the undefeated fear, In presence of the misty heights; I'm glad that swallows fly here And I enjoy the belfry's flight! The ancient traveler is going, I suppose, Above the gulf on bending footway's planks, The snow ball continues in its growth, And great eternity on clocks of stone strikes. But I am not that traveler at all, That flashes on the dry and faded leaves, And really in me the sadness calls; Indeed, the avalanche among the highlands lives! A ring of bells my own soul fills - But music cannot save from devastating falls!
