Gamajun the Prophetic Bird

 On waters, spread without end, 
Dressed with the sunset so purple, 
It sings and prophesies for land, 
Unable to lift the smashed wings' couple.
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The charge of Tartars' hordes it claims, 
And bloody set of executions, 
Earthquake, and hunger and the flames, 
The death of justice, crime’s intrusion.
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And caught with fear, cold and smooth, 
The fair face flames as one of lovers’, 
But sound with prophetic truth 
The lips that the bloody foam covers!.
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