Adam i Yeva

Ya z kazav tobi, Yevo, shcho nas taky vyzenut z rayu! –
I nashcho tobi zdavsya otoi zaboronenyi plid!..
Boh navchyv, shcho ty – krashcha, i ya tebe vse shche kohayu, –
Tilky ya teper hrishnyi, i vze meni snytsya Lilit.

Snytsya shchos, choho v mene nikoly ne bulo z toboyu,
Choch ya znayu napevne, shcho zyly my, Yevo, v rayu –
Chy toi Angel take shchos naviyav svoyeyu truboyu,
Chy nechystyi poplutav rozhublenu dushu moyu...

Bachysh, Yevo, sama, shcho teper nashi klopoty hirshi;
Ty u mukah narodysh, ya v mukah ditei odyahnu.
Shche uchora lezav ya v travi i skladav tobi virshi –
A sohodni i dva slova do rymy niyak ne styahnu...

I vid toho zdayetsya meni, shcho mene oduryly,
Shcho viddav ni za capovu dushu naikrashche rebro;
Moze b, lipshe, iz noho Hospod meni vyrostyv kryla
I navchyv bez hriha rozriznyaty i zlo, i dobro...

Moze, i tak... Ale chasom pronosytsya v mozku myttyevo,
Shcho taky my z toboyu namarno ne zhayaly lit!
Ya tak svizo, tak hrishno kohayu teper tebe, Yevo! –
Tilky ot vse chastishe chohos meni snytsya Lilit...