Александр Вавилов - Итальянский ноктюрн
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Italian Noktyurn

Nothing changes. Ships float by.
Waves rush past. Immortality dances in response
To the abstraction of the life of life. And somewhere in the distance
Anthracite light is burning regularly about something.

The prospects of underwater Italy are pleasing to the eye.
It can even be Venice. So, just about
Water will stop. For some reason they are now
Do not quite correspond to the status of slow waters.

Here, silence sounds strange in all languages,
Somehow very differently. The point, of course, is not about it ...
Here, the berths and marinas give names
Michelangelo and Brunelleski. Here are the forms of shadows

Correspond to their content only by a third.
Because immortality sincerely dances in response
On the abstraction of death. Therefore, it hurts to watch
As something else, anthracite light burns about something.

In the white noise of the surf, the silence of the black bottom
Lost, forgotten. And the wind fell silent for a long time ...
And at the most abandoned pier, the wave will remember,
That it is time to return to the most forgotten pier.

This is hardly Venice. This is considered a bottom.
Neither the dynamics of life, nor the statics of death. And so -
Fast waters will stop at something one,
Forming a model of slow water behavior.

Nothing changes here. And silence is bitter
In any language the same in fast water,
Where are the berths and the pier give names to fish
Michelangelo and Brunelleski. The usual de ...