Зимовье Зверей - Не вальс
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Dresser. Patephone evil needle.
Tifozoic-icon room. Fugue.
Where have you been? When you were
Sister of mercy (in brackets - girlfriend)?

Poor squeaky flat firm
A bed on which everything is conceived at once:
Magi and desires, hunger and death,
Friends and enemies, sons and grandchildren.

And the smell of bugs is like the smell of spirits.
Bad dresses, primuses, elephants.
Basic chord of Fisarmon fur.
Armchair in wrinkles. Poems and fans ...

And the year is an unnamed, untimely age.
War is not a war, but sad and blizzard.
And there is a young man behind the glass
And still a girl (in brackets - a girlfriend).

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No, this is not a waltz,
This is what I did for you
On the way back.
No, this is not a waltz,
This is a few crumpled phrases
Instead of the word "sorry."

No, this is not a waltz,
This is just a sad story
With an unlucky end.
Yes, this is not a waltz,
This is life engaging us
With an indifferent face.

Account, give me an account!
Do not give a damn that everything flows around
And breaks the bridges.
Pour night on all,
And cast iron lions at the gate
Sticking the tails.

Thunder, whirlpool, -
It is impossible to move forward
If the memory is alive!
Account, give me an account!
I get down, but time does not wait
And shakes the rights.

One two Three,
One two Three,
One-two-three, since-
This is not a dance,
No, this is not a waltz.
Something kichevo,
Something worthless
Trying to lure us again.
One two Three,
One two Three,
One or two and three -
See - admire
You don't see - look:
Dancing couples,
Troika prank,
Birds, blues, starlings, bullfinches ...

Lighter, smoother, more comfortable, quieter -
The one who fell asleep will still not wake up.
The one who wakes up will see posters
And in the spring it will turn into a cigarette.

One who is struck by live water,
They will splash into a puddle and devoted oblivion.
I go to the forests for you
To catch your revival.

I fulfill orders and even
Secretly I take tips and balance.
I put up everything for sale -
Meaning, as sincerity, is universal.

Sebaceous lines, dense shadows,
Thin waist, well -aimed hands, -
Waltz is an ideal invention,
To extend the long -awaited flour.

Sheet, a sheet falls ...
Do you hear a mysterious whistle on top? -
This time has come.
The sheet falls into the sheet ...
If you can still look around
And - rain about glass!

Sheet, a sheet falls ...
I have not been an optimist for a long time,
I have denied myself.
Down, still down ...
I am lying down
But I really wanted to go up! ..

One two Three,
One two Three,
One-two-three, since-
This is not a dance,
No, this is not a waltz.
Something kichevo,
Something worthless
Trying to lure us again.
One two Three,
One or two and three -
See - admire
You don't see - look:
Dancing couples,
Troika prank,
Birds, blues, starlings, bullfinches ...

No, this is not a waltz,
This is what I did for you
On the way back.
No, this is not a waltz,
This is a few crumpled phrases
Instead of the word "sorry."

Yes, this is not a waltz,
It's just sad, sad,
A sad story ...
No, this is not a waltz
This is one-two-three, one-two-three,
One-two-three, one-two-three, since ...

1996