Это запах вина,
И стена холодна.
Это вид из окна,
Там колодец двора,
Там ведется игра,
Там молчит детвора.
Детвора смотрит вслед
Уходящим в кювет
Теням быстрым побед.
Там пройдет на ура
Их последний парад.
Там, в колодце двора.
Это вид из окна.
И стена холодна.
Это запах вина.
26.04.09
This is the smell of wine
And the wall is cold.
This is a view from the window
There is a well of the yard
A game is being held there,
The kids are silent there.
The kids are looking after
Leaving to the ditch
Fast victories shadows.
It will pass with a bang there
Their last parade.
There, in the court of the courtyard.
This is a view from the window.
And the wall is cold.
This is the smell of wine.
04/26/09