Black ice, on the Earth, black ice -
The whole year through black ice.
As if there were no spring, no summer -
In a white shroud the planet is clothed in -
People, fall, tumble over the ice.

Even if the whole Earth is circled,
Without touching the planet with the feet, -
All the same one or another will fall
On the surface, and there is black ice! -
And it will be trampled on with the boots.

Only ice, like a mirror, ice,
But not resembling a children’s skating rink, -
Maybe - wild animals pass and don’t fall...
Black ice! - and a two-legged stands
On four extremities too.