I'm with you, my angel, not lying…

I'm with you, my angel, not lying,
How it happened that, I am leaving you
For myself hostage in captivity
The whole earth irreparable pain?
Under bridges polynyas they smoke,
Above the fires are golden sparks,
Burly wind howling damned,
And a stray bullet for Neva
Seeking your poor heart.
And alone in the icy house.
White lie in the white radiance.
Glorifying the name of my bitter.

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