Fear neighs as a horse, wails as a bittern. snicker and shout is the beginning of sense. Sense is bridled laughter, And laughter is protective reaction of soul before the meeting of Flesh and Death. Death is inanimate Universe, That we cannot to feel and comprehend. We are a part of Life, that have mastered some area of Death. We aren’t its best exponents - gamblers, transforming the Sun into nil, and man into identity. English translation by A. Besedin