From: Slam (slam@creator.dp.ua)
Date: 12 Jun 1998
YA glaza zakroyu chernymi ochkami
YA budu ulybat'sya vmeste s vami
YA voz'mu gitaru nezhnym pereborom
I dlya dush dlya vashih budu vorom
Struny sodrogayas' zakrichat v bredu,
YA opyat', napivshis', k vam prijdu.
Strochki v tishinu broshu slovno rozy
Horosho glaza zakryty, i ne vidno slezy.
Na piratskom brige, prispustivshi flagi,
Rasstrelyav iz pushki pamyat' i bumagi,
Poluchiv proboinu v levyj bort -
YA pojdu ko dnu, ne uvidev port.
Padayut zheltye list'ya -
Tihogo shoroha plach.
Hudozhnik slozhil svoi kisti,
S Sud'boyu otlozhen match
Kraski slozhilis' v kartinu,
Odnako na Ntom holste
Ne obnaruzhit' prichinu -
Ona ne v mirskoj suete.
Akkordom tyazhelogo roka
Dveri otkrylis' v dushe.
Poslednee slovo Proroka
Pro svetlyj Raj v shalashe:
YAsnoyu noch'yu zvSzdy,
YArkoe solnce dnem.
Pticy brosayut gnezda,
I ne byt' vam vdvoem
Hudozhnik vzdohnul ustalo,
I v tihij shoroha plach
Stal'noe vklinilos' zhalo
Sud'boyu okonchen match.
A mir plenen v kartine-
Emu ostalsya lish' shtrih.
Voda prorvala plotinu
I dazhe veter pritih...
Padayut zheltye list'ya
Tihogo shoroha krik
Ostalis' zasohshie kisti
Sozdavshie mira lik.
- Malen'kij Princ Pechali
Malen'kij Princ Pechali
Kak lotos beskrovno belyj.
Nastojchivyj Zov iz dali.
Dorogu osilit smelyj.
Malen'kij Princ Pechali
Odnazhdy pojmet,
CHto T'ma, kotoruyu zhdali -
Ego prizovet
Stremitel'no Noch' nastupaet,
Solnce zajdet.
Nadezhda opyat' rastaet,
Luna zaberet.
Malen'kij Princ Pechali
Stal Korolem,
A teni vo t'me letali
I plakalo nebo dozhdem.
I sverhu zvezdy smotreli
Tysyachej lic -
Lezhal u zavetnoj celi
Malen'kij Princ...
Vse, chto ostalos' za dver'yu -
Voet, zovet i poet...
Esli chemu-to ne veryu,
Esli nikto ne zhdet.
Razbityj vdrebezgi kamen',
CHestnost' ne stoit lzhi.
Esli smertel'no ranen,
Esli krichat nozhi.
Novyj ne znachit staryj.
CH'e zhe solnce vzojdet,
Esli ogon' pozhara
Soboyu zatmit voshod ?
Melochnost' krupno napishet
Bessmyslicej yarostnyh slov :
Zdes' nad miryanskoyu kryshej
Orgiya p'yanyh bogov...
A samomnenie hmyknet,
V prah prevratyatsya cvety.
I kto-to bezuderzhno kriknet :
VO VSEM VINOVAT LISHX TY
Staraya-staraya skazka
Dyshit koncovkoj lihoj,
Utro snimaet masku
Narushiv nochi pokoj...
- Pesenka defloriruyushchego vorob'ya.
Nastala zheltaya pora
Suhih vetvej
Prognali deti so dvora
CHuzhih detej
O, pustota !
Napolnit' mozhno lish' stakan.
Vse sueta -
I to poka lish' ty ne p'yan.
Nastala belaya pora
Holodnyh gub
Krichal smel'chak, krichal "Ura!" -
Teper' on trup.
pr.
Prishla zelenaya pora
Na list'yah krov'
I mezhdu nami do utra
Byly lyubov'
pr.
Ohota, lesnichij trubit v rozhok,
Gonchih spuskaet psar'.
Layut sobaki, hrustit snezhok -
Travlyu zateyal car'
Olenij Korol' prinimaet boj,
Ryzheyu mchit listvoj.
V boloto uvodit sobak za soboj,
Smeetsya Les Zolotoj.
Tuchej strela letit za streloj,
Kryl'yami smerti zvenya.
Olen' v polete zastyl nad skaloj -
Poprobuj, vozmi menya !
Mrachno car' zasmeyalsya v otvet,
I Les Zolotoj zadrozhal.
Otbrosil on v storonu svoj arbalet
I volkom prizrachnym stal !
Olen' i volk - izvesten ishod,
No volka uvidel psar'.
I vot natravlen sobachij sbrod -
Pogib na ohote car'...
You dreaming to water & look on surface
And not can talked to it.
You listen to forest and relax your face
But choice was mading to bit
When newer forgiving, forgiving, forgot
Around of virginity
Surrender with power of powering lot
Your fate as a color of tee
In front of the mindless beside closed door
Solution with controlled law
My heart attempted to flower to go
And never to run to the war
War, bloody war !
Slow, very slow ...
Kiss, when I die !
When never forgive & for cry...
In middle of jobless you working as well
They always received to lip
She rest in the peace, in the peace of cell
You are captain of fortune ship
Endless party rings
This is jolly things
Haven't lovely toy
And destroy - destroy - destroy
Open up your eyes
Heal to lucky guys
After kill'em them
So on and offing i am.
Come to cross to go to sleep
Dark for young for sweet of creep
Crash to bowl to hot to soul
And the rest in any more
Loud of laugh of light of dark
Mindless science about stark
Stretch to riddle by the way
Absolutely so & may...
Under world, inside a cold
Doll at science less the fall
Winter stayed at the hot
Hot the lying on the spot
Riddle - riddle - riddle less
Introducing as soon as
Seven zero years old
Speak to sparkling rash at rough
Ne bylo pechali, no byla radost'.
Ne bylo trevogi, no byl pokoj.
CHto-to poteryalos', a chto ostalos' -
Kazhdyj ponemnozhku voz'met s soboj
Svet v okoshke vse slabej,
Noch' za stenkoj vse temnej,
V nebe mnozhestvo ognej:
|j!
Vypej na dorozhku so starym drugom,
Pust' tebya hranit BOLXSHOJ ZAPOJ.
Kto by ni letel nad zelenym lugom -
CHto vernetsya - to vsegda s toboj
Svet v okoshke vse temnej,
Noch' za stenkoj vse slabej,
V nebe mnozhestvo ognej:
|j!
Ne bylo razluki, no byla vstrecha,
Ne byl nedostupnym Zapretnyj kraj:
Vodka vse pojmet - vodka vse zalechit,
Tol'ko chto ostalos' - ne poteryaj
Svet v okoshke vse slabej,
Noch' za stenkoj vse temnej,
V nebe mnozhestvo ognej:
|j!
Novyj den' nastupit da v starom mire.
Tol'ko lyudi snyali svoi ochki.
Rozovye stekla na "tri-chetyre"
Akkuratno vynuli i prochli:
Ne bylo pechali- lish' eto radost'.
Ne bylo trevogi- lish' to pokoj.
CHto-to poteryalos', a chto ostalos' -
Mozhno lish' s natyazhkoj nazvat' mechtoj.
Svet v okoshke vse temnej,
Noch' za stenkoj vse slabej,
V nebe mnozhestvo ognej:
|j!
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