Текст песни Михаил Чебунин - Вышедший из подъезда

"Coming out of the entrance"

out of the doorway, out of mind
wrapped in the armor of his cloak more tightly
sighing white-hot
air that stings like a needle ...

out of the porch, kicked out of the heat
barely holding out his palm - to go nowhere by touch ...
stepping at random: and more, and more, - there
where the Path begins ... and there is hope to see You ...

came out of the entrance, for a moment closed his eyes
so cold that even the soul was chilled
but it's so easy that no bird can catch me
and the chilled soul will be warmed by the light of a lighthouse star ...

out of the entrance ...
... gone further than nowhere ...

(August 2015 ... Mikhail Chebunin)