Веня Дркин - На Ивана Купала
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Полотно, на котором был лес,
В котором был дом, в котором жил я,
Который не спал в ожиданьи чудес,
Сгорело дотла, как седая ветла за краем села
На Ивана Купала.
А выпь, что стенала о нас,
Поющих про птиц, похожих на свет,
Несущий нам крест, который не спас,
Меня обняла, со мною была за краем села
На Ивана Купала.
Теперь только черный чердак,
Черней, чем черная ночь, которая там,
Где совы да сыч, мой названный брат.
Слышу голос сыча, значит, чья-то сейчас загорится свеча
На Ивана Купала.
Костер, мой единственный друг,
За рассветом потух. Лишь я знаю то,
К чему он был слеп, о чем он был глух.
Не дождавшись утра, она умерла на углях костра
На Ивана Купала.
В страстном сумраке свеч
Одежда падает с плеч,
Я держу в руке венч.
До скорых до встреч
На Ивана Купала.
The canvas on which there was a forest
In which there was a house in which I lived,
Who did not sleep in anticipation of miracles,
Burned to the ground, like a gray -haired Vetla behind the edge of the village
On Ivan Kupala.
And the drink that the wall about us,
Singing about birds similar to light,
Carrying a cross for us, which did not save
I hugged me, I was with me at the edge of the village
On Ivan Kupala.
Now only a black attic
Black than the black night that is there
Where is the owl and the Sych, my named brother.
I hear the voice of the Sych, it means that someone's candle will light up now
On Ivan Kupala.
Bonfire, my only friend
At dawn went out. Only I know
Why he was blind, about which he was deaf.
Without waiting in the morning, she died on the coals of the fire
On Ivan Kupala.
In a passionate dusk candle
Clothing falls from the shoulders
I hold a venture in my hand.
To the ambulance to meetings
On Ivan Kupala.
In which there was a house in which I lived,
Who did not sleep in anticipation of miracles,
Burned to the ground, like a gray -haired Vetla behind the edge of the village
On Ivan Kupala.
And the drink that the wall about us,
Singing about birds similar to light,
Carrying a cross for us, which did not save
I hugged me, I was with me at the edge of the village
On Ivan Kupala.
Now only a black attic
Black than the black night that is there
Where is the owl and the Sych, my named brother.
I hear the voice of the Sych, it means that someone's candle will light up now
On Ivan Kupala.
Bonfire, my only friend
At dawn went out. Only I know
Why he was blind, about which he was deaf.
Without waiting in the morning, she died on the coals of the fire
On Ivan Kupala.
In a passionate dusk candle
Clothing falls from the shoulders
I hold a venture in my hand.
To the ambulance to meetings
On Ivan Kupala.
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