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Теперь всё чаще хочется друзьям
Сказать: благодарю вас, дорогие,
За то, что вы со мной, когда другие
Рассеяны давно и там и сям.
Меня благословлявшие вчера
Сегодня не успели попрощаться.
Им незачем оттуда возвращаться,
А мне туда покуда - не пора.
Но вот однажды старенький альбом
Ленивою рукой достанем с полки.
Ах, зеркала печальные осколки
Дают изображение с трудом.
То памятное наше торжество -
Где ты теперь звучишь, мой голос слабый?
Была бы слава, я б делилась славой,
Но ничего здесь нету моего.
И станут возрождаться имена,
Как будто возвращенные из плена:
Сначала Валентин, потом Елена.
И лучшие настанут времена.
Мы, как живые, под руки пойдём,
И будет исходить от нас сиянье.
И целый мир нам будет - милый дом.
И сгинут рубежи и расстоянья.
Пока же мне не подан тайный знак,
Стихи я стану складывать и вещи.
Мне кажется, виденье было вещим -
Мы свидимся - не знаю, где и как!
Твержу себе - не надо больше петь.
Прошу тебя, молчи, моя аорта!
Не хочешь? Ну тогда какого чёрта!
И я ведь тоже не хочу терпеть.
Now more and more often friends want
Say: thank you dear ones,
For being with me when others
Scattered long ago, here and there.
Who blessed me yesterday
We didn't have time to say goodbye today.
They have no need to return from there,
And as long as I go there - it's not time.
But then one day an old album
With a lazy hand, take it off the shelf.
Ah, mirrors are sad shards
They give an image with difficulty.
That memorable our celebration -
Where do you sound now, my voice is weak?
There would be glory, I would share glory
But nothing is mine here.
And names will be reborn
As if returned from captivity:
First Valentine, then Elena.
And better times will come.
We, as if alive, will go hand in hand,
And radiance will come from us.
And the whole world will be for us - sweet home.
And borders and distances will disappear.
Until a secret sign is given to me
I will add poems and things.
It seems to me that the vision was prophetic -
We will meet - I do not know where or how!
I tell myself - no more singing.
Please be quiet, my aorta!
Do not want? Well then what the hell!
And I don't want to endure either.
Say: thank you dear ones,
For being with me when others
Scattered long ago, here and there.
Who blessed me yesterday
We didn't have time to say goodbye today.
They have no need to return from there,
And as long as I go there - it's not time.
But then one day an old album
With a lazy hand, take it off the shelf.
Ah, mirrors are sad shards
They give an image with difficulty.
That memorable our celebration -
Where do you sound now, my voice is weak?
There would be glory, I would share glory
But nothing is mine here.
And names will be reborn
As if returned from captivity:
First Valentine, then Elena.
And better times will come.
We, as if alive, will go hand in hand,
And radiance will come from us.
And the whole world will be for us - sweet home.
And borders and distances will disappear.
Until a secret sign is given to me
I will add poems and things.
It seems to me that the vision was prophetic -
We will meet - I do not know where or how!
I tell myself - no more singing.
Please be quiet, my aorta!
Do not want? Well then what the hell!
And I don't want to endure either.