Александр Подорожный - Дерева-терема
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Young business, young body,
Young moles, young pines,
The head to the sky so that they do not get it,
We surrounded the moss to live warmer.
The woods were sold hearts,
And the birds gnawed at the nest, and the woodpeckers willy hollow,
But whoever devoured life, highlighted saliva,
And whoever dropped tears, continued to grow ...

Up the eyes, for the clouds,
For the dome, for the wires!
Into the universal distance of eternal love,
In the fabulous edge of the silence.

Oh, how you want to live dead,
Yes, circle their leaves in the crowns,
You would let go of the roots
your dried charm,
After all, a tree-terema will forever stand here,
where, as always, only some
It is destined to leave ...
This damn pain, this paradise network,
where, each role ends in death,
where for centuries the war drove all crazy,
In order to steal victory and fall back ...

Down to relatives, on the forever alive,
on a hot bonfire with a bunch of firewood,
where, as if there was no one,
where, as it were, nothing,
Where is the bitter resin,
Where is the fresh ash only
Yes, wood-terem ...
They will forever stand here
Terem-Term.