Зимовье Зверей - Комплекс уродов
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Сегодня ты делаешь ставку на комплекс уродов,
А завтра твоя голова сыграет в их ящик.
Меж будущим и настоящим всего один продых,
Всего один отдых в конце этой сумрачной чащи.
Сегодня ты пишешь картины и крутишь рулетку,
А завтра - рыдаешь в жилетку о помощи свыше.
Меняешь свой флигель на крыше на прочную клетку
И метишь монетку удачи, и пулями пишешь,
и пишешь, и пишешь...
И раз ты
Подобием в Бога не вышел,
Плевать на всеобщее счастье!
Но путь не прервать в одночасье,
Скользя по подсолнечным крышам!
Не трать понапрасну патроны,
Рыдая над участью лишних, -
Всевышний не ценит поклоны
Как жест миллионов
Свободных, но нищих
Душой...
Сегодня ты делаешь ход, не предвидя предела,
А завтра ты будешь жалеть о пределонезнаньи.
Всего одно дело, одно, так сказать, начинанье -
И жизнь потеряла сознанье, и смерть охладела.
Сегодня лежачих не бьют - завтра их добивают.
Такое бывает... бывает, бывает и хуже -
Бывает, о них забывают, оставив на ужин,
Бывает: красиво снаружи, а внутри нарывает -
Бывает, бывает.
И раз ты
Подобием в Бога не вышел,
Останься хотя бы собою!
Или шаг от толпы за судьбою -
Ничто без заборов и вышек?
Ходьбой не убить расстоянье -
Вот пунктик борзых и легавых.
Лукавый не терпит сиянья
Как суть наказанья
Кривых и корявых
Душой...
На комплекс уродов
Тебе выдаст патент
Любой импотент
Всех времен и народов.
И ты, получив от него документ,
Лепи монумент
Из твердой породы,
И будишь в нем жить, не зная причин,
Не ведая слов и не пробуя сна,
Как тысячи тысяч тщедушных мужчин,
Забывших священное слово Весна -
Всех тех, кто
Подобием в Бога не вышел
И в дьяволы лезет напрасно!
Их лица подходят как раз, но
Не в лицах тут дело, а выше!
Свободы, свободы, свободы
Им нужно для полного счастья,
А им - лишь прогнозы погоды,
Кресты да походы -
Как символ участия
К ним...
Today you are betting on a freak complex,
And tomorrow your head will play in their box.
Between the future and the present, there are only one owl,
Just one rest at the end of this gloomy thicket.
Today you write pictures and twist roulette,
And tomorrow - you sob in a vest for help from above.
Change your wing on the roof to a strong cage
And you mark the coin of good luck, and you write with bullets,
And you write and write ...
And since you
I did not go like God like that,
Spit on universal happiness!
But the path cannot be interrupted overnight,
Sliding along the sunflower roofs!
Do not waste the cartridges,
Sobbing over the fate of the extra, -
The Almighty does not value bow
Like a gesture of millions
Free, but beggars
Soul ...
Today you make a move without anticipating the limit,
And tomorrow you will regret the anticipation.
Just one thing, one, so to speak, beginnings -
And life lost consciousness, and death cooled.
Today they don’t beat the lying - tomorrow they are finished off.
This happens ... it happens, it happens worse -
It happens that they forget about them, leaving for dinner,
It happens: beautifully outside, but inside it is drawn -
It happens.
And since you
I did not go like God like that,
Stay at least with yourself!
Or a step from the crowd behind fate -
Nothing without fences and towers?
Walking do not kill the distance -
Here is a fad of the greyhounds and cops.
The evil one does not tolerate shining
As the essence of punishment
Crooked and clumsy
Soul ...
On a complex of freaks
A patent will be given to you
Any impotent
All times and peoples.
And you, having received a document from him,
Lepy monument
From a solid breed,
And you will wake up in it, not knowing the reasons,
Without knowing words and without trying to sleep
Like thousands of thousands of puny men,
The sacred word spring forgotten -
All those who
Similarity in God did not go out
And he climbs into the devils in vain!
Their faces are suitable just, but
It’s not in faces here, but above!
Freedom, freedom, freedom
They need for complete happiness
And they are only weather forecasts,
Crosses and hiking -
As a symbol of participation
To them...
And tomorrow your head will play in their box.
Between the future and the present, there are only one owl,
Just one rest at the end of this gloomy thicket.
Today you write pictures and twist roulette,
And tomorrow - you sob in a vest for help from above.
Change your wing on the roof to a strong cage
And you mark the coin of good luck, and you write with bullets,
And you write and write ...
And since you
I did not go like God like that,
Spit on universal happiness!
But the path cannot be interrupted overnight,
Sliding along the sunflower roofs!
Do not waste the cartridges,
Sobbing over the fate of the extra, -
The Almighty does not value bow
Like a gesture of millions
Free, but beggars
Soul ...
Today you make a move without anticipating the limit,
And tomorrow you will regret the anticipation.
Just one thing, one, so to speak, beginnings -
And life lost consciousness, and death cooled.
Today they don’t beat the lying - tomorrow they are finished off.
This happens ... it happens, it happens worse -
It happens that they forget about them, leaving for dinner,
It happens: beautifully outside, but inside it is drawn -
It happens.
And since you
I did not go like God like that,
Stay at least with yourself!
Or a step from the crowd behind fate -
Nothing without fences and towers?
Walking do not kill the distance -
Here is a fad of the greyhounds and cops.
The evil one does not tolerate shining
As the essence of punishment
Crooked and clumsy
Soul ...
On a complex of freaks
A patent will be given to you
Any impotent
All times and peoples.
And you, having received a document from him,
Lepy monument
From a solid breed,
And you will wake up in it, not knowing the reasons,
Without knowing words and without trying to sleep
Like thousands of thousands of puny men,
The sacred word spring forgotten -
All those who
Similarity in God did not go out
And he climbs into the devils in vain!
Their faces are suitable just, but
It’s not in faces here, but above!
Freedom, freedom, freedom
They need for complete happiness
And they are only weather forecasts,
Crosses and hiking -
As a symbol of participation
To them...
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