Krek - В этих глазах вся ее жизнь....
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In these eyes, her whole life,
All dreams from the windows of ancient houses are visible,
In narrow clicks of the eyes, squinting, the last time,
She will see the place where she will leave her childhood.
She ran away from the rain on the sidewalks wet,
Pulling up a volume of Nabokov in an armpit
A girl-female woman ...
Old age came imperceptibly
While the berths creaked from the wind
"The old cough breaks .. delighted in a dream, and only"-
The widow Olga grunted to me ..
And the weather is not sweet already, in a dusty, musty room
Put on the walls: "Where are you calling?"
I saw God, saw blood on His palms
The old lady in a coat whispered to me:
Proustering her grandchildren an apartment ...
The newlyweds added potassium cyanide to the countesses!
It smells of ginger Spring, spring melts before our eyes
And now autumn is in places ...
too thin walls, too weak light
How many years have passed? We are the shadows of these years ...
whip strokes-this heart is knocking,
Like that melody, a whisper of random passers -by
Heat the rustle of records
And there is nothing more expensive than those old pictures ..
Where is the stalker who will lead her to the bowels of memory?
Return back during the years
She wanted to return to innocence
day after day, killing this pain with something like morphine
Under the lampshade, letters are relatives, far away:
"Hello, mom .." - Granite lines
footnotes, and something about eternal memory there
we can't stop the ice that melts
No not to repeat, and don't try to play with it ..
Remember the last time? You will know
When your grandson shouted "I do not remember who was with him .."
And you have repeated, it cannot be like that
No, close your eyes and show your palm
She will tell us the story of the past years
a year is melting, after him is different ...
There are no irreplaceable ones! There are no irreplaceable ones!

Always at 8 in the morning everyone gets up to work or study
Everyone has their own affairs
And only she
Despite pain in the body, gets out of bed,
Moving barely, goes to tunnels
Or you can see her there
In any day of the week
Elderly lady at the gates of the temple
stands with an outstretched hand, her life is a drama ..
Not a healing wound
in the heart, because she experienced those
Who called her mother
The gray gamma stretches monotonous days
lies late, then gets up early
Olga in the park near the fountain
Where couples are circling in the rhythm of old tango
smoothly on the Alley of Lovers
in the shadow of the old maple
Very old, completely gray

Olga Petrovna washes floors and marble walls
I am sure that her money was eaten by the system
Stalin recalls with tears
and sometimes wears a dumbfounded jacket with medals
But now everything has been sold, somehow the money is donated to children
"Everything is stolen!" Shouts Olga Petrovna
In the empty rooms of the communal apartment
half -bends spit on the floor,
Seryozha hates dad
He screams that he will hand over his son to the shelter
Wife Irina: "Remember, I also picked you up in shit?
And now on my neck you, your geek and your mother are old bitch! ”
Seryozha stopped looking for a way out of this hell,
No, there were no tears, gray hair just increased
On the heads of the old women of hungry, eternal widows are gray -haired,
nursing dogs - guards on the weekend ..