Lyrics Виктор Драгунский - Он живой и светится

"HE IS LIVE AND LIGHT ..."


One evening I was sitting in the yard, near the sand, and was waiting for my mother. It,
probably lingered at the institute, or in the store, or maybe for a long time
stood at the bus stop. I do not know. Only all the parents of our yard
have already arrived, and all the guys have gone home with them and probably already drank tea with
bagels and feta cheese, and my mom was still gone ...
And now the lights began to light up in the windows, and the radio began to play music, and
dark clouds were moving in the sky - they looked like bearded
old people ...
And I felt hungry, but my mother was not there, and I thought that if I
knew that my mother was hungry and was waiting for me somewhere at the end of the world, I would
immediately ran to her, and would not be late and did not make her sit on
sand and bored.
And at that time Mishka came out into the yard. He said:
- Good!
And I said:
- Good!
Mishka sat down with me and picked up a dump truck.
- Wow! - said the Bear. - Where did you get it? Does he pick up the sand himself? Not yourself? AND
dumps himself? Yes? And the pen? What is it for? Can you twirl it? Yes? AND? Whoa!
Will you give it to me home?
I said:
- No I will not give. Gift. Dad gave it before leaving.
The bear pouted and moved away from me. The yard grew even darker.
I looked at the gate so as not to miss when my mother came. But she's everything
did not go. Apparently, she met Aunt Rosa, and they stood and talked and did not even
think about me. I lay down on the sand.
Here the Bear says:
- Would you mind a dump truck?
- Get off, Mishka.
Then Mishka says:
- I can give you one Guatemala and two Barbados for it!
I say:
- I compared Barbados with a dump truck ...
And Mishka:
- Well, do you want me to give you a swimming circle?
I say:
- You have it burst.
And Mishka:
- You glue it!
I even got angry:
- Where to swim? In the bathroom? On Tuesdays?
And Mishka pouted again. And then he says:
- Well, it was not! Know my kindness! On!
And he handed me a box of matches. I took it in my hands.
- You open it, - said the Bear, - then you will see!
I opened the box and at first saw nothing, and then I saw a small
light green light, as if somewhere far, far away from me burned
a tiny star, and at the same time I myself was holding it now in my hands.
- What is it, Mishka, - I said in a whisper, - what is it?
“It's a firefly,” said Bear. - What, good? He's alive, don't think.
- Bear, - I said, - take my dump truck, do you want? Take it forever
for good! And give me this star, I'll take it home ...
And Mishka grabbed my dump truck and ran home. And I stayed with mine
firefly, looked at him, looked and could not get enough: what he
green, as if in a fairy tale, and how close it is, in the palm of your hand, but shines,
as if from afar ... And I could not breathe evenly, and I heard my
heart, and slightly pricked in the nose, as if I wanted to cry.
And I sat like that for a long time, for a very long time. And no one was around. And I forgot
about everyone in this world.
But then my mother came, and I was very happy, and we went home. And when
began to drink tea with bagels and feta cheese, my mother asked:
- Well, how is your dump truck?
And I said:
- I, mom, changed it.
Mom said:
- Interesting! And for what?
I replied:
- Firefly! Here he lives in a box. Turn off the light!
And mom turned off the light, and the room became dark, and we became the two of us
look at the pale green star.
Then my mother turned on the light.
“Yes,” she said, “it's magic! But still, how did you decide
to give such a valuable thing as a dump truck for this worm?
`` I've been waiting for you for so long, '' I said, `` and I was so bored, but this
firefly, he was better than any dump truck in the world.
Mom looked at me intently and asked:
- And why, what exactly is it better?
I said:
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