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# Andrey Bely’s poem “On the Mountains” about a hunchback and pineapples on a cliff
- URL: https://theparnassian.com/en/gory-v-brachnykh-ventsakh/
- Published: 2024-07-26T12:00:20.000Z
- Updated: 2026-10-02T18:48:59.000Z
- Author: Alexandr Radayev
- Tags: Geography, Art, Books, Museums, Nature

Mountains in bridal wreaths.  
I am in raptures and young.  
On my mountain-tops  
there is a purifying cold.  
Here, up to my crag,  
a white-haired hunchback has dragged himself.  
He has brought me as a gift  
pineapples from the subterranean hothouses.  
He danced in crimson-bright,  
glorifying the azure.  
With his beard he whirled up  
the vortex of blizzard-silver storms.  
He bawled  
in a deep bass.  
He launched into the heavens  
a pineapple.  
And, having described an arc,  
lighting up the countryside,  
the pineapple fell, shining,  
into the unknown,  
radiating golden dew  
in pillars of chervonets gold.  
Down below they said:  
"This is the disc of the flame-glowing sun…"  
Ringing, they came crashing down,  
they washed the crags,  
the golden fountains of fire,  
the dew of crystal  
turned scarlet.  
I poured wine into goblets  
and, creeping up from the side,  
drenched the hunchback  
with a light-foaming stream.

*Literal translation*

**"In the Mountains" by Andrei Bely**

*Illustration: Caspar David Friedrich, "The Giant Mountains", 1810, collection of the Pushkin State Museum of Fine Arts*