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время позднее, метро давно закрыто намертво.
вечерний шум дорог, твой образ где-то замер там.
и надо так!...найти его, без оглядки в скитаньях.
да кто бы знал, что это чувство больше испатания!
а..попутный ветер донесет твой запах. Холодно,
хрустальный город снова мерзнет, снова молод он.
...а я помолоду искал в переулках тебя, но
был ведомый юным счастьем..помню эти раны.
Ты настоящая..без масок, теней и без грима.
прячут угрюмо улыбку губы до смеха игривые.
позволь быть мимом мне, пусть ляжет на строки перо.
"я поделюсь кусочком грусти", точка. Твой Пьеро.
А на перрон..прийдет состав, ты уже в ожиданьи,
когда он тронется, уснешь в купе. Все оживает:
пустые улицы, трамваи, метрополитен.
ультрамариновый рассвет и блики, как рекламный тент.
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ты драгоценна в своем роде - бриллиант в алмазах,
тает снег под теплым выдохом, стекают капли в вазу
с розы, что бутон свой распускает в пышный оригами.
Знай..быть настояещей, искренней, значит быть сАмой.
И на рассвете замерзая под покровом неба,
помни, я согрею. Пусть то сказка или просто небыль.
Но я в мечтах летаю,..и ты со мной летай,
Покинем серый мир, обыденность, коснемся рая.
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Твоя улыбка так и веет вечерним теплом,
Глаза - магнит, что тянут на бездонное море эмоций.
Радиоволны нам вещают последний сезон.
Но вырву шнур и буду верить, что не ошибется.
Ты поменяла и меня, затем сменила номер,
Твой МТС мне недоступен, думаю: "игнорит".
Год девятнадцатый пробил, а я еще ребенок
в мыслях..твой несознательный, но бескорыстный.
Честно...на нас влияют числа времени.
Я почерствею, стану старше, потеряю доверие
твоё..по венам так же пробежит разряд,
ты будешь рядом и прижмешь к себе, мой маленький ангел.
Не научился говорить красиво, чтоб до дрожи.
Знай, я для тебя старался жить, как только можно
..правильней..но мурашки по коже, если ты просто смотришь.
Моя ты настоящая, оставайся такой же.
It’s late, the metro has long been closed for a long time.
evening noise of the roads, your image froze somewhere there.
and you have to do this!...to find him, without looking back in your wanderings.
who would have known that this feeling was greater than exhaustion!
and...a fair wind will carry your scent. Cold,
The crystal city is freezing again, it is young again.
...and when I was younger I was looking for you in the alleys, but
was driven by youthful happiness... I remember these wounds.
You are real... without masks, shadows and without makeup.
they hide a gloomy smile on their lips that are playful to the point of laughter.
let me be a mime, let the pen fall on the lines.
“I’ll share a piece of sadness,” period. Your Pierrot.
And on the platform...the train will arrive, you're already waiting,
when it starts moving, you will fall asleep in the compartment. Everything comes to life:
empty streets, trams, subway.
ultramarine dawn and glare like an advertising awning.
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you are precious in your own way - a diamond in diamonds,
The snow melts under a warm exhalation, drops flow into the vase
from a rose that opens its bud into lush origami.
Know...to be real, sincere, means to be yourself.
And at dawn freezing under the cover of the sky,
remember, I will keep you warm. Let it be a fairy tale or just a fable.
But in my dreams I fly, and you fly with me,
Let's leave the gray world, everyday life, and touch paradise.
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Your smile emanates the warmth of the evening,
Eyes are a magnet that draws you to a bottomless sea of emotions.
The radio waves are broadcasting the last season to us.
But I’ll pull out the cord and believe that I won’t make a mistake.
You changed me too, then you changed your number,
Your MTS is inaccessible to me, I think: “ignores”.
The year nineteen has struck, and I'm still a child
in your thoughts...your unconscious, but selfless.
Honestly...we are influenced by the numbers of time.
I'll get callous, I'll get older, I'll lose trust
yours..a discharge will also run through your veins,
you will be there and hold me close, my little angel.
I didn’t learn to speak beautifully, so much so that I trembled.
Know that I tried to live for you as best I could
..more correct..but it gives you goosebumps if you just look.
My you are real, stay the same.
evening noise of the roads, your image froze somewhere there.
and you have to do this!...to find him, without looking back in your wanderings.
who would have known that this feeling was greater than exhaustion!
and...a fair wind will carry your scent. Cold,
The crystal city is freezing again, it is young again.
...and when I was younger I was looking for you in the alleys, but
was driven by youthful happiness... I remember these wounds.
You are real... without masks, shadows and without makeup.
they hide a gloomy smile on their lips that are playful to the point of laughter.
let me be a mime, let the pen fall on the lines.
“I’ll share a piece of sadness,” period. Your Pierrot.
And on the platform...the train will arrive, you're already waiting,
when it starts moving, you will fall asleep in the compartment. Everything comes to life:
empty streets, trams, subway.
ultramarine dawn and glare like an advertising awning.
_____________________________________________________
you are precious in your own way - a diamond in diamonds,
The snow melts under a warm exhalation, drops flow into the vase
from a rose that opens its bud into lush origami.
Know...to be real, sincere, means to be yourself.
And at dawn freezing under the cover of the sky,
remember, I will keep you warm. Let it be a fairy tale or just a fable.
But in my dreams I fly, and you fly with me,
Let's leave the gray world, everyday life, and touch paradise.
_____________________________________________________
Your smile emanates the warmth of the evening,
Eyes are a magnet that draws you to a bottomless sea of emotions.
The radio waves are broadcasting the last season to us.
But I’ll pull out the cord and believe that I won’t make a mistake.
You changed me too, then you changed your number,
Your MTS is inaccessible to me, I think: “ignores”.
The year nineteen has struck, and I'm still a child
in your thoughts...your unconscious, but selfless.
Honestly...we are influenced by the numbers of time.
I'll get callous, I'll get older, I'll lose trust
yours..a discharge will also run through your veins,
you will be there and hold me close, my little angel.
I didn’t learn to speak beautifully, so much so that I trembled.
Know that I tried to live for you as best I could
..more correct..but it gives you goosebumps if you just look.
My you are real, stay the same.
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