Алексей Костюшкин - Моя печаль
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One of the clouds, not calculating the flight,
Hit the glass, leaving us
A large blot in the binding of frames,
Flattened lips, nose and forehead

Family coat of arms - nettles, shield and lion,
Keeping three -century sadness,
I looked at this wet seal,
Not knowing what to tell you in response

To not knowing what to answer,
Born from different halves,
Night into our lives entered without a key,
Frightening old floorboards

The winged ship, getting off the walls,
Slopping like coins changed,
She pushed to hide in bed
Under the eternal protection of blankets

My sadness
And a stone down, breaking in half,
Do not answer, do not answer
I know everything myself ... I know everything myself ...

Then there was a thunder weaving in the tail
All the bad weather. You, pretending to be sleeping
Watched his shadow galloped
Through barriers of multi -colored roofs

As if a cat, bursting out of the hands,
Hurries to get stuck in some pipe
So we were in a hurry to daughter our circle
And fold the hearth and cradle in it

But they failed - this angry tribute
For living you, breathing you in a dream,
Love you for unearthly "yes"
For everything that was - snow fell soon

And food with which to confuse God's gift
Criminal, cooling on the stove,
Large, like a stomach of a litaur,
Hundred flies and deeds buzzed

My sadness
And a stone down, breaking in half,
Do not answer, do not answer
I know everything myself ... I know everything myself ...
I know everything myself ...