Treasure. Two fates

When the fire is on fire
  And somewhere a tired horse neighs,
  And someone cries in silence
  That treasure is calling, come to me!

  Fate first.

  I went to the well, but no way, even stretched,
  The demon led, did not reach, but alas, did not wake up!
  No, I'm not lying, I'm small.  About love?  No, I don't know.
  I'm six years old, and the moon, the whole pockmarked curve.
  I'm a lunatic.  I'm going, the vineyard was glowing!
  Treasure, oh no, I won't take it!  Bes followed him very angry.
  I want to go home, I want to go home, coolness sparkles here,
  "Mom" - I'm crying, I'm screaming!  I need to go home, I need to go to my mother!

  Fate is the second.

  Out in the yard at night
  Woke up at the well
  Hear, I look, but the moon turned the wrong way,
  And the well sings, and the hand showed,
  Damn it, the edge of space has broken!
  I pull my hand into the sky, I'll hide the stars in my bag,
  I will drag fate into the darkness, and good luck there!
  How dark, my dear, how sad, how longed I am!
  Where is peace, my peace, my long-awaited peace!
  Calm down the horse that he is neighing, what happened?
  Knows clearly about the pain, about the fate that crashed!
  Not?  Isn't this the problem?  Have nothing to do with me?
  Vineyard on fire, is it dawn?
  Who else is crying, who is lamenting like that?
  He?  That dark one, fate, is reading my book?
  Who gave him the book?  Who allowed this?
  Yes, the treasure called me!  Or something different?
  I forgot about pain, about fate and about a friend.
  Let me get the treasure, without it it will be tight!
  The treasure is like a virus in the blood, do not leave, do not forget!
  Blood, murder, and horror, will dream at night.
  I know you have to pay, I'll pay what you need!
  That love, what?  Kill?  Will it be a reward?