From: ibshambat@gmail.com   
      
   Alsu Valeeva singing my translation:   
      
   Love is a causelessness. Thoughtlessness even.   
   To love for a reason? I love for I feel.   
   Love is like a troika, demented and rabid,   
   Rushing toward a ship that is leaving to sail.   
      
   Where to? Does not matter. I like aimless journeys.   
   Magnolias blooming... Wandering ice...   
   Fly onward, my troika, in path of a snowstorm,   
   Where my ship gets ready for watery flight.   
      
   Stomp out, my dear troika, discretion and reason,   
   Smoke with a fire, flaming, foaming and white!   
   What for? For no reason - my heart's drunk with freedom   
   From reason. The ship leaves. On it I'll take flight.   
      
   By Igor Severyanin   
   Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)