Яна Юревич - Артюр Рембо. Завороженные.
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Artyur Rembo
Welcome

Night - no foggy and carnery,
And under the bakery window
Five shower guys
Stand, do not touch from the place -
Behind the bake, which knead the dough,
They are watching ...

Hand strong, without okhilka,
Wheat tight beefs
He puts in the oven.
Oh how they all worries
And he does not blow
And, know, sings.

And they are waiting for just a miracle,
When finally, from there,
From the bowels of the furnace
For human womb
Will go rush teams
And Kalachi!

Here from under the beams smoky
Teasing White Smell
They were reported to them
And through a destructive stub
To them under rags directly in the soul
It goes warm.

They are not cold, not terribly,
No, like five christmakes,
There is no grief.
They snapped to the glass, crumbs,
It seems to them that there in the window,
Whole white light ...

So, enchanted by bread,
They are under imperfect sky
Looks to the oven
And the wind is winter, angry and ringing,
Trucks famously shirts
From their narrow shoulders!