Lyrics Марина Цветаева - Молитва
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Христос и Бог! Я жажду чуда
Теперь, сейчас, в начале дня!
О, дай мне умереть, покуда
Вся жизнь как книга для меня.
Ты мудрый, Ты не скажешь строго:
- «Терпи, еще не кончен срок».
Ты сам мне подал — слишком много!
Я жажду сразу — всех дорог!
Всего хочу: с душой цыгана
Идти под песни на разбой,
За всех страдать под звук органа
и амазонкой мчаться в бой;
Гадать по звездам в черной башне,
Вести детей вперед, сквозь тень…
Чтоб был легендой — день вчерашний,
Чтоб был безумьем — каждый день!
Люблю и крест, и шелк, и каски,
Моя душа мгновений след…
Ты дал мне детство — лучше сказки
И дай мне смерть — в семнадцать лет!
Christ and God & # 33; I crave a miracle
Now, now, at the beginning of the day & # 33;
Oh let me die as long as
All life is like a book to me.
You are wise, you will not say strictly:
- "Be patient, the term is not over yet."
You gave me yourself - too much & # 33;
I crave at once - all roads & # 33;
All I want: with the soul of a gypsy
Go to the robbery songs
Suffer for all to the sound of an organ
and the Amazon race into battle;
Fortune telling the stars in the black tower
Lead the children forward, through the shadow ...
To be a legend - yesterday,
To be mad - every day & # 33;
I love the cross, and silk, and helmets,
My soul instant moments ...
You gave me a childhood - better than a fairy tale
And give me death - at seventeen & # 33;
Now, now, at the beginning of the day & # 33;
Oh let me die as long as
All life is like a book to me.
You are wise, you will not say strictly:
- "Be patient, the term is not over yet."
You gave me yourself - too much & # 33;
I crave at once - all roads & # 33;
All I want: with the soul of a gypsy
Go to the robbery songs
Suffer for all to the sound of an organ
and the Amazon race into battle;
Fortune telling the stars in the black tower
Lead the children forward, through the shadow ...
To be a legend - yesterday,
To be mad - every day & # 33;
I love the cross, and silk, and helmets,
My soul instant moments ...
You gave me a childhood - better than a fairy tale
And give me death - at seventeen & # 33;