Олег Барабаш - Несу
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The third day of snow haunts me
The sky is held up by the bald heads of new buildings
We are all drowning in this huge snowdrift
From the White Sea to the Black Sea

And only here the winds rolled out the Russian field like dough
If you want, bake pies from melancholy and grief
Do you want pancakes, sparing no flour or salt?
Death crunches under your feet
Death is behind you
With a golden braid

I carry your little black coffin on my shoulder
And snowflakes prick your forehead while it’s still warm
Sticking to this country like a bug
I close my mouth tighter
I squeeze my mouth tighter and tighter

And I saw death stroking your face
I loved mine, but I can’t love yours
I loved mine, but someone else's - she's not mine
Choose me, choose me
Bird of Tomorrow's Happiness
Bird of Tomorrow's Sorrow
Deathbird of Tomorrow

Touch me with your red plumage
Debunk this life over time
So that I become like the one I carry
To the black mouth of the grave, not to the cross

We are walking leisurely; for those who are late, what’s the hurry?
On this walk, even the colors seem brighter
We are walking slowly, you lie there quietly
Amazed kitten, little gray bunny

And when you wake up at the gilded gates -
Drop all the verses, do you hear the dogs barking?
Drop all the verses. They turn you back for poetry
Throw it all away - they say they're messing around

I will chifir for you with a tart thick brew of words
I’ll still sing ai liu liu before the black suits fall out
And maybe I’ll beg for you in Paradise
They gave me a small house with amazing views

You will watch the sunset wearing a golden crown
Into death on a pale horse, into blue forests
I'll come smoke on your porch one day

Or what happens at the end?

Or whatever happens at the end?

It's only scary that it's not here for us
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