Posternak - Воздушный Змей
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Daddy's gift like
An obedient beast
In his hands
kite
It is ascended into the clouds
Friend is bold
Suddenly sharply
pulls the fishing line from the hands
carries the wind in the unknown
direction of summer
Above the place
Where in the park
daughter cries that dad
did not come to the premiere of the performance
The nervous play expires a drop
Raises above and higher the stream
where summer writes novels on the curtains of the windows
The fishing line still stores the heat of the children's brush
Bypassing the leaves
June
above above the broken roof of cities
bypassing linen ropes nets of the wires of the network
In the very sky
wind
carries him over the houses of hills
Having met him so beckoning
Shout look soon
It flies there in the sky
kite

He is so light, so fast, so much with a weightless
his flight is so timid, impetus and so high
so kisses in the temple, so the sea is looking for sand
The final drawing of addresses is invisible to him
The shadow slides along the cornices of the balconies of brick beauties
He goes to someone's window to open the bolt
He is so light, so fast, so much with a weightless
his flight is so timid, impetus and so high

Life continues to twist its wheel
makes a throw, a somersault of full sails
He flies with heavenly height
Above the attic where he reads letters
woman in love with her addressee
who finally decided to enter her secret
cut curtains
Air snake takes off directly into the storm
Tastes a cyclone to the bottom
Takes a course for the glass of your window

Where are you sitting alone

And you ask God give me a sign
let me know
The novelty went somewhere in life
In this fuss and fuss
And he arose on your windowsill
- kite
- What is not a sign to you?
What is not a sign to you

Take it
it is careful with tenderness
Sailing still breathes with freshness with coolness
power
June wind
He remained faithful to Blue Vosi
His fishing line remembers the heat of the children's brush
strong fingers
He remembers hundreds of parties by heart
poplar leaves
The aftertaste of the downpour
On the tart asphalt
He knows verses from dozens of lines of balconies
Faces of cyclones
ready to join the bosom
someone's thoughts
Cape in the sea of your heart
It's time to think about life
Recall death
In an instant
You open the door
In your head
You go into the world
You didn't notice
It is enough by the wind
from the windowsill to the meteochronics
new strip

He is so light, so fast, so much with a weightless
his flight is so timid, impetus and so high
so kisses in the temple, so the sea is looking for sand
The final drawing of addresses is invisible to him
The shadow slides along the cornices of the balconies of brick beauties
He goes to someone's window to open the bolt
He is so light, so fast, so much with a weightless
his flight is so timid, impetus and so high
So tall

above and above, bypassing the roofs of the sea, goodbye shore goodbye lightak
Among the full sails, bypassing the waves, he is a weightless
where are ships on the bully above the attic Montmartre where Amelie lived