From a fearful height, a wandering light, <br />but does a star glitter like this, crying? <br />Transparent star, wandering light <br />your brother, Petropolis, is dying. <br /> <br />From a fearful height, earthly dreams are alight, <br />and a green star is crying. <br />Oh star, if you are the brother of water and light, <br />your brother, Petropolis, is dying. <br /> <br />A monstrous ship, from a fearful height, <br />is rushing on, spreading its wings, flying. <br />Green star, in beautiful poverty, <br />your brother, Petropolis, is dying. <br /> <br />Transparent spring has broken, above the black Neva’s hiss <br />the wax of immortality is liquefying. <br />Oh if you are star – your city, Petropolis, <br />your brother, Petropolis, is dying.<br /><br />Osip Mandelstam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/petropolis/
