Александр О'Карпов, Игорь Белый - Весна и дурак
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The craziness of fire, old age of snow,
The youth of the earth and the powerless of ice.
You take me to your night
Red spring - melt water! ..

Fog in the meadows
Spider sleep, punch of milk.
Do not bend in vain, spring -
A lot of asking a fool?

Wanted him, fool in the field
Lay the wind, the cloud rummage,
Cross -knit pocket in the sky
Still stars, sell the moon! ..

And he undertook to pour - Le in the edge!
I took to drink - drink to the end!
Yes, you are not on the teeth, punish
Not to the face of a caftan, the beast is not on the catcher! ..

I could not make my mind - there is nothing to go away,
So now sit, at night - locked up,
And in the afternoon - on the porch! ..
Only the summer to survive - it rains,
There the winter is in front of the winter
White tablecloths! ..

Here on the table are sweet honey;
Nearby is bitter vodka - you want, choose -
Laughter or tear!
The table is set, but the guest will not come -
Fall, fall, snow, in the eyes! ..