Евгений Евтушенко - Untitled
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If people
In me
come in
They do not come out
out of me.
Kolobrodyat
They are rocked inside,
Through my dumbness of Homon.
sages
And fools
crowded, -
At the end you have been erased! -
so that my skin
They break through
From the inside.
Give me a little catch your breath!
impossible!
I will overdo it
bring so much happiness
Approaching so many insults.
What happened to me?
What should I do with a huge crowd
In my own small chest -
Though the police are there.
I became a little crazy
For there,
In a hidden shadow,
I did not leave a single one of women
And they did not throw me.
The resurrection of friendship is clumsy,
as an old man is not a tyrant
But I lost friends only from the outside,
And inside he did not lose anyone.
All with whom he cursed in life,
Charked
All who only shook his hand,
have become a new imperial life,
Like a non -bended secret fire.
All that my vain genius created
From the flickering of dreams and rains -
Not collecting my works
And the meeting of these people.
irrevocable return -
Like a waterfall flying back.
who died -
They revived in me
Who has not yet been born -
screaming.
The population is too large
unbearable for one,
But the soul would not be a soul
If there were no anyone in her ...