Иосиф Бродский - Слепые блуждают ночью
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Blind wander
at night.
It’s much easier at night
Go through the square.

The blind live
to the touch,
Touching the world with hands
not knowing light and shadow
And feeling the stones:
They make from stone
walls.
Men live behind them.
Women.
Children.
Money.
That's why
indestructible
It is better to get around
walls.
And music - in them
It will rest.
The music will absorb stones.
And music
It will die in them
captured by his hands.
Bad to die at night.
Bad to die
to the touch.

So, then the blind is easier ...
The blind is coming
Through the square.