Oh, the Princess of Kharkiv, a friend of the Seagull, Don’t let you have any pangs of conscience! When the Doctor’s window was shuttered, he chose the oceans Of sadness to travel... to the crumbles of that sadness. The world had not recognised him and no Maria Magdalene was offered. Oh, the friend of the Seagull, do not have any pangs! You were always there, always on the request, always To fly in the clouds, to make a step in the clouds... The first step in the clouds. The first human in the clouds... The first.