Ольга Качанова - Ковчег
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They are building an ark, - a pair for each creature
Every vegetable has its own agronomist
So you and I got on those lists
We lived as we lived - neither in spirit nor in sleep

Someone remembered us in the turmoil
Maybe you liked the profile and face
There were places in the category "suckers"
They consulted and chose us

Yes, it's fate, but it's not to be trifled with
You won’t believe her and you’ll make a detour at thirty
In the dense layers of the atmosphere of the era
The most flammable object

These are “scams” and thrones for us
These are lottery dreams for us
Spreading cranberries lush thrones
And the country's gold reserves

Yes, at our age you can be smarter
You can predict that they will start without us
They called us into the ark, but we don’t know how
Be in the right place at the appointed time

So we stand like two archers in a field
Our backs are closed, but we no longer have the strength
Some of us were in dire need of support.
Someone wanted to make the whole world happy

Yes, it's love, but it's not to be trifled with
And without her there is no time for jokes, the soul becomes poor
In the dense layers of the atmosphere of the era
It's not enough, too little, and it's hard to breathe

In the dense layers of the atmosphere of the era
Not enough of her, too little of her
Too little
Love