O, tears that in eyes freeze! The cry of love and pain! My Chekhia’s in tears! In blood is all my Spain! O, mountain of black, You shaded all the world! It’s time to return back My ticket to the God. Yes, I refuse to be In Bedlam of non-men. Yes, I refuse to see How wolves of squares do slain. Yes, I refuse to wail With field sharks of all ranks. Yes, I refuse to sail Down the stream of backs. My ears I need more not, My eyes I needn’t to use, To all your crazy world One answer – ‘I refuse.’1939...