The sky was burning down a fire And the sun is a hot ball I also threw my red look On scrofulous leaf fall. A swarm of leaves, like a scattering of stars, Hid an abandoned churchyard, Sometimes clinging to crosses - - For the signs of eternal silence ... Between the collapsed graves, Completely out of my power Lay in anticipation of the end With bed pale face Beautiful young man. Him Foliage swept over everything Only the vein fought on the temple. And the thoughts were far away. He remembered the blooming garden And the young virgin chubby ass, When, stooping, by the river She bathed her shoes. He came up and said: “Madame! I will give you twenty five rubles, In the sense that if you don't mind Be with me tonight. ” She replied: "Now!" And - - heel between his eyes! And he, having fallen on the grass, He fixed his eyes in the blue ... But his gaze meanwhile fell Under the dress. The twilight stood there. And he was forever captured Her knees apart. Stunned brain like chloroform, Overview of its rounded shapes, And he, bloodstained, Admitted to the girl in love. She washed his forehead, Then she took off her wardrobe, And he, in a hurry, tore off the ports And dragged her into the bushes ... There were sighs under the moon Over the hidden river, And the reeds swayed When two souls merged. Was this young man strong - - Loved her from all sides And did not suspect trouble Up to the morning star. He was sick a month later, I did not go beyond the threshold. An old doctor came to him And, having examined him, drooped: “Let you not be surprised - - Your disease is called AIDS. I can not help you". Then he sighed and walked away. Sick balances gathered And stumbled on the churchyard. Found the grave of that maiden I lay down near the stone slab And with the terrible pallor of the face I began to expect the arrival of the end.