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Андрей Вознесенский
Монолог Мэрлин Монро
Я Мэрлин, Мэрлин.
Я героиня
самоубийства и героина.
Кому горят мои георгины?
С кем телефоны заговорили?
Кто в костюмерной скрипит лосиной?
Невыносимо,
невыносимо, что не влюбиться,
невыносимо без рощ осиновых,
невыносимо самоубийство,
но жить гораздо
невыносимей!
Продажи. Рожи. Шеф ржет, как мерин.
(Я помню Мэрлин.
Ее глядели автомобили.
На стометровом киноэкране
в библейском небе,
меж звезд обильных,
над степью с крохотными рекламами
дышала Мэрлин,
ее любили...
Изнемогают, хотят машины.
Невыносимо),
невыносимо
лицом в сиденьях, пропахших псиной!
Невыносимо,
когда насильно,
а добровольно — невыносимей!
Невыносимо прожить не думая,
невыносимее — углубиться.
Где наши планы? Нас будто сдунули,
существованье — самоубийство,
самоубийство — бороться с дрянью,
самоубийство — мириться с ними,
невыносимо, когда бездарен,
когда талантлив — невыносимей,
мы убиваем себя карьерой,
деньгами, ножками загорелыми,
ведь нам, актерам,
жить не с потомками,
а режиссеры — одни подонки,
мы наших милых в объятьях душим,
но отпечатываются подушки
на юных лицах, как след от шины,
невыносимо,
ах, мамы, мамы, зачем рождают?
Ведь знала мама — меня раздавят,
о кинозвездное оледененье,
нам невозможно уединенье,
в метро,
в троллейбусе,
в магазине
«Приветик, вот вы!» — глядят разини,
невыносимо, когда раздеты
во всех афишах, во всех газетах,
забыв,
что сердце есть посередке,
в тебя завертывают селедки,
глаза измяты,
лицо разорвано
(как страшно вспомнить во «Франс-Обзервере»
свой снимок с мордой
самоуверенной
на обороте у мертвой Мэрлин!).
Орет продюсер, пирог уписывая:
«Вы просто дуся,
ваш лоб — как бисерный!»
А вам известно, чем пахнет бисер?!
Самоубийством!
Самоубийцы — мотоциклисты,
самоубийцы спешат упиться,
от вспышек блицев бледны министры —
самоубийцы,
самоубийцы,
идет всемирная Хиросима,
невыносимо,
невыносимо все ждать,
чтоб грянуло,
а главное —
необъяснимо невыносимо,
ну, просто руки разят бензином!
невыносимо
горят на синем
твои прощальные апельсины...
Я баба слабая. Я разве слажу?
уж лучше —
сразу!
Andrey Voznesensky
Monologue Marilyn Monroe
I am Marilyn, Marilyn.
I am a heroine
Suicide and heroin.
To whom are my dahlias burning?
Who did the phones speak with?
Who in the dresser creaks with a moose?
Unbearable,
It is unbearable that you can’t fall in love
unbearable without ocein grums,
Unbearable suicide,
But live much
Notable!
Sales. Faces. The chef laughs like a gelding.
(I remember Murlin.
Its cars looked at her.
On a hundred -meter film screen
In the biblical sky,
Between the stars of abundant,
Above the steppe with tiny advertisements
Breathing Merlin,
They loved her ...
Emphasized, they want cars.
Unbearable),
unbearable
face in seats, smelled of a dog!
Unbearable,
When forcibly,
And voluntarily - unbearable!
To live unbearably without thinking
The more unbearable is to delve.
Where are our plans? It was as if we were blown away
existence - suicide,
Suicide - to fight rubbish,
Suicide - put up with them,
It is unbearable when it is mediocre
when talented - unbearable,
We kill ourselves with a career
with money, legs tanned,
After all, to us, the actors,
Live not with descendants,
And the directors are some scum
We are our lovely dunes in his arms,
But pillows are printed
On young faces, like a trace of the tire,
unbearable,
Ah, mothers, mothers, why give birth?
After all, my mother knew - they will crush me,
About cinema glazing,
It is impossible for us to solitude
In the underground,
In a trolleybus,
in the shop
"Hello, here you are!" - Looks Razini
It is unbearable when undressed
In all posters, in all newspapers,
Forgetting,
that the heart is in the middle
Herring is wrapped in you
The eyes are crumpled
The face is torn
(How scary to recall in "France-Goser"
your picture with the muzzle
self -confident
On the back of the dead Marilyn!).
The producer yells, taking the pie:
“You are just Dusya
Your forehead is like a bead! ”
Do you know what the beads smell of?!
Suicide!
Suicide - motorcyclists,
Suicides are in a hurry to dare
The ministers are pale from the flashes of the blitz -
Suicide,
Suicide,
There is a World Hiroshima,
unbearable,
It is unbearable to wait for everything
To stumble,
and most importantly -
Inexplicably unbearable,
Well, just hands will go into gasoline!
unbearable
Burn on blue
Your farewell oranges ...
I am a weak woman. Am I saying?
Better -
straightaway!
Monologue Marilyn Monroe
I am Marilyn, Marilyn.
I am a heroine
Suicide and heroin.
To whom are my dahlias burning?
Who did the phones speak with?
Who in the dresser creaks with a moose?
Unbearable,
It is unbearable that you can’t fall in love
unbearable without ocein grums,
Unbearable suicide,
But live much
Notable!
Sales. Faces. The chef laughs like a gelding.
(I remember Murlin.
Its cars looked at her.
On a hundred -meter film screen
In the biblical sky,
Between the stars of abundant,
Above the steppe with tiny advertisements
Breathing Merlin,
They loved her ...
Emphasized, they want cars.
Unbearable),
unbearable
face in seats, smelled of a dog!
Unbearable,
When forcibly,
And voluntarily - unbearable!
To live unbearably without thinking
The more unbearable is to delve.
Where are our plans? It was as if we were blown away
existence - suicide,
Suicide - to fight rubbish,
Suicide - put up with them,
It is unbearable when it is mediocre
when talented - unbearable,
We kill ourselves with a career
with money, legs tanned,
After all, to us, the actors,
Live not with descendants,
And the directors are some scum
We are our lovely dunes in his arms,
But pillows are printed
On young faces, like a trace of the tire,
unbearable,
Ah, mothers, mothers, why give birth?
After all, my mother knew - they will crush me,
About cinema glazing,
It is impossible for us to solitude
In the underground,
In a trolleybus,
in the shop
"Hello, here you are!" - Looks Razini
It is unbearable when undressed
In all posters, in all newspapers,
Forgetting,
that the heart is in the middle
Herring is wrapped in you
The eyes are crumpled
The face is torn
(How scary to recall in "France-Goser"
your picture with the muzzle
self -confident
On the back of the dead Marilyn!).
The producer yells, taking the pie:
“You are just Dusya
Your forehead is like a bead! ”
Do you know what the beads smell of?!
Suicide!
Suicide - motorcyclists,
Suicides are in a hurry to dare
The ministers are pale from the flashes of the blitz -
Suicide,
Suicide,
There is a World Hiroshima,
unbearable,
It is unbearable to wait for everything
To stumble,
and most importantly -
Inexplicably unbearable,
Well, just hands will go into gasoline!
unbearable
Burn on blue
Your farewell oranges ...
I am a weak woman. Am I saying?
Better -
straightaway!
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