Lyrics Anal Pathos - Где-То В Поле Возле Магадана
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Анал Пафос - стихотворение
Николай Алексеевича Заболоцкий.
Где-то в поле возле Магадана
Где-то в поле возле Магадана,
Посреди опасностей и бед,
В испареньях мёрзлого тумана
Шли они за розвальнями вслед.
От солдат, от их лужёных глоток,
От бандитов шайки воровской
Здесь спасали только околодок
Да наряды в город за мукой.
Вот они и шли в своих бушлатах –
Два несчастных русских старика,
Вспоминая о родимых хатах
И томясь о них издалека.
Вся душа у них перегорела
Вдалеке от близких и родных,
И усталость, сгорбившая тело,
В эту ночь снедала души их,
Жизнь над ними в образах природы
Чередою двигалась своей.
Только звёзды, символы свободы,
Не смотрели больше на людей.
Дивная мистерия вселенной
Шла в театре северных светил,
Но огонь её проникновенный
До людей уже не доходил.
Вкруг людей посвистывала вьюга,
Заметая мёрзлые пеньки.
И на них, не глядя друг на друга,
Замерзая, сели старики.
Стали кони, кончилась работа,
Смертные доделались дела...
Обняла их сладкая дремота,
В дальний край, рыдая, повела.
Не нагонит больше их охрана,
Не настигнет лагерный конвой,
Лишь одни созвездья Магадана
Засверкают, став над головой.
На головой. Магаадан.
Anal Paphos - poem
Nikolai Alekseevich Zabolotsky.
Somewhere in the field near Magadan
Somewhere in a field near Magadan,
Among the dangers and troubles
In the vapor of frozen mist
They went after the sledge after.
From the soldiers, from their tinned sip,
From gangsters gang of thieves
Only okolodok was saved here.
Yes, dresses in the city for flour.
So they went in their jackets -
Two unfortunate Russian old men,
Remembering about darling huts
And languishing about them from afar.
Their whole soul burned out
Away from friends and relatives,
And the fatigue that hurt the body
That night I consumed their souls
Life above them in the images of nature
Turned her own.
Only stars, symbols of freedom,
No longer looked at people.
Marvelous mystery of the universe
It was in the theater of the northern luminaries,
But her heartfelt fire
Before people did not reach.
A blizzard whistled around the people
Seeing frozen hemp.
And without looking at each other,
Freezing, sat old men.
Steel horses, work is over,
Mortals have done things ...
Hugged them sweet nap,
At the far edge, sobbing, led.
No more catching up their guard,
Will not overtake the camp convoy,
Only one constellation Magadan
Flashing, standing above his head.
On the head. Magaadan
Nikolai Alekseevich Zabolotsky.
Somewhere in the field near Magadan
Somewhere in a field near Magadan,
Among the dangers and troubles
In the vapor of frozen mist
They went after the sledge after.
From the soldiers, from their tinned sip,
From gangsters gang of thieves
Only okolodok was saved here.
Yes, dresses in the city for flour.
So they went in their jackets -
Two unfortunate Russian old men,
Remembering about darling huts
And languishing about them from afar.
Their whole soul burned out
Away from friends and relatives,
And the fatigue that hurt the body
That night I consumed their souls
Life above them in the images of nature
Turned her own.
Only stars, symbols of freedom,
No longer looked at people.
Marvelous mystery of the universe
It was in the theater of the northern luminaries,
But her heartfelt fire
Before people did not reach.
A blizzard whistled around the people
Seeing frozen hemp.
And without looking at each other,
Freezing, sat old men.
Steel horses, work is over,
Mortals have done things ...
Hugged them sweet nap,
At the far edge, sobbing, led.
No more catching up their guard,
Will not overtake the camp convoy,
Only one constellation Magadan
Flashing, standing above his head.
On the head. Magaadan