Текст песни Евгений Евтушенко - Untitled

If people
In me
come in
They do not come out
out of me.
Kolobrodyat
They are rocker 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 secret shadow,
I did not leave a single one of women
And they did not throw me.
The resurrection of friendship is clumsy,
How old 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,
Charged,
Everyone who only shook his hand,
became 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 one in her ...