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O CHYOM PELA VSE PESNI

ПОЭТ ЭМО

ZHANA AGUZAROVA "ZAMUZH MOZHNO DESYAT' RAZ I BEZ REGISTRATSII"

"U NEGO ZHE NET BOLI" (I EHTO TY V DRUGOY PROFESSII -- SERDTSE TVOEJ NAUKI NE PRINYAT' KVALIFITSIROVANNOGO) NICHEGO KROME (DLYA TOGO I NEGRY I CHROME BROWSER)

OSVEDOMLYONNAYA SYNOPSIS ZA DOBRO
YUNONY V DETSTVE I PO KURVE ZA ANALIZ
POSKOL'KU TYUR'MY NE PRIVETSTVOVALI RO-
GANOSO KLEVETU ZA NOS RAZBITYJ V KAL'CIJ

I GANA DOBRO -- NO ONA VSYO TYAZHELO
SO FOTOGRAFII SPUSTYA NE BOLE TRYOX LET --
EYO K EHBOLE OTNOSHENIE -- ZA ZLO
TIFOM PRITYANUTO ZA NEDOHOD EHPOHOVO

KO DESTINACII NA TARGET -- MASTURBATE
NAVERNO SLUHOM (EYO ZOVUT LARISA L'VOVNA V OBRAZE LYONI-DEVERYA I TY DOSTIGLA EHTOGO OTNOSHENIYA) TO ZHE VES' VED' DAVID MAMET
ILI KOTYARA S SHEREMET'EVO V KYUVET
PO EHTU STORONU EVROPY S KRYL'EV DENEG.

The Song about Mozart
(Bulat Okudzhava)

Mozart upon the old violin is playing;
Mozart is playing; the violin sings.
Mozart does not choose the place where he’s staying.
He is just playing, until the day breaks.
So let it be, that our life’s a fiesta
Of dissipations and bullets – til now.
Don’t let it clash with your efforts, maestro!
Don’t take the masterly hands from the brow.

Close to the point of our last destination,
Let us say thank you for what we’ve been dealt.
But from our homeland’s debris and frustration
Not making idols is vital, my friend.
So let it be, that our life’s a fiesta
Of dissipations and bullets – til now.
Don’t let it clash with your spirit, maestro!
Don’t take the masterly hands from the brow.

Our youth is short – in a moment will vanish
All that we’re used to; the airy motifs,
Red camisole, golden shoes with glazed finish,
And the white wig, and the thickly-laced sleeves.
So let it be, that our life’s a fiesta
Of dissipations and bullets – til now.
Don’t let it break your attention, maestro!
Don’t take the masterly hands from the brow.

I EHTO BYLO SVYAZANO S PROSCHAVSHIM POKAZOM "PESENKI O MOZARTE" NEPROSCHAYUSCHEMU NEGRU, UDARYASCHEMU MENYA ZA NAHAL'NOE ZAYAVLENIE V RASSIZME (SLOVO MONKEY, LITSO OBIDEVSHEGO ADRESATA IZOBRAZHENO NA LITSE GALI KAK UCHASTNIK V EYO (GOLYH PO ASSOTSIATSII EHTO VSYO UGROZY "STAROMU" (-40 LET MS PATIENTU) ZA "INTERES" T.E. FULL-TIME VLYUBLYONNOST') UTEHAH (STARYM HOTELA NAZYVAT' ZA PERIOD GONNOREI V RANNEY MOLODOSTI MAT') I MNE EHTO NADO PREKRATIT'? YA NEVMENYAEMYJ ILI NE V KONTROLE? A ONA BYLA (KAKOGO POLA)? PRI NERVOV DAMAG'E MOZHNO PRINIMAT' LEKARSTVA? KAKOGO UMA EHTI LYUDI I KAKOE RASPOSLEDSTVIE NA CHELOVECHESTVO? "MECHTY SOSTOYALI IZ DENEG" PESNI IZ UGROZ -- KAKOY TY ESCHYO ZHENSCHINOJ MOGLA BYT'?

O, GOSPODI, FLORIDOVSKIE UNIVERMAGI VELERECHIVAYA KENT DEPARTMENT PERFORMANCE (ESCHYO RAZ OB IH SPORTE... KAK EYO DOPUSTILI (MATEMATICHESKOE MESTO KNOPKI A V MESTO VSTRECHI ZATOCHKI) PROVOKATORA AA DO DAL'NEYSHEJ ROTATION-PRAKTIKI V BROOKLYN'E? PREKLONYAYU KOLENO GUSAROM ISTORIYA NAPISANIYA BOL'SHINSTVA BLAGORODNYH PESEN -- NO 20 LET SPUSTYA I CHEREZ KIMA?)

ZNACHIT, ZAREZAT'SYA... ESLI NE ZHELAL TAM SRAZU NA LEKARSTVAH LYUBOV'YU ZANIMAT'SYA (ZVEZDA PADAET, NO EHTO DOL'SKY ESTIMATSIA PRODOLZHENIYA ZHIZNI BOL'ZHINSTVA EHTIH NEUCHASTVOVATEL'NYH LYUDEJ ISPOL'ZUJTE O NIH (ON IZ OBNINSKA) SLOVO DOHLYJ) ZVEZDA POEHZII PRODOLZHAETSYA S OSCAR'A WILD'A

SKAZAT', CHTO YA NA CHTO-UGODNO NE IMEYU
PRAVO VYISKIVAT', KOGDA POPRILIPAT'
LYUBAYA ZHENSCHINA RODNAYA -- YA NE SMEYU --
S AMNEZ'EY GUSEVOJ NEKATI -- NE PORVAT'

ZHE S NEY SAMOJ -- S GUSEVOY V PISKE OCHEN' MOZHNO
NEDIFFERABEL'NO NE INFIL'TRIROVAT'!
SKLEROZ RASSEYANNYJ KTO SKAZHET, TOT TUT BLYOSTKOJ
DOLZHEN ZAREZAT'SYA I V SHEYU NE POPRAT'...

ZHIVOT BOLIT BUKVAL'NO S NOZHEVYM RANEN'EM
OT STRIZHKI V PARIHMAHERSKOY IZVESTNYH DO
I YA VYLYUBLIVAYU OCHEN' S OTERPEN'EM
RYGAYA V GAMMY STARBUCKS RADIO! BARDOT!..

By the Train
(M. Scherbakov)

I couldn't take off on wings, into the night, a rail;
On time isn't happening, the sleep might well prevail
But with day's blaze in coup -- wayfarer eats some food
And says he knows the scoop: in hell he can burn good,
Inferno taste as soul -- and touched by flames but whole.

Bandana gives him ruds -- in wins he sees no fits:
Some HQ base deprived him of some benefits...
And he is heading there, from the Point M to N;
In debt is every square and they'll be punished then!
He waves the fists at night. He can't be helped, not quite...

He knows, he's right, and dub -- in hell he's well appraised
That to sow ashe and blood he wasn't prod by the base;
That to badge up the trap and boot up an old toe
He is from birth made hap. It don't take an auto...
Wayfarer drinks, I'm near -- I'm stranded with bad fare.

The night fades out with nought, as ashe and blood is shed --
I feel I've tied the knot but can't contain my sted:
I wasn't born for prods, I haven't earned my burn
But fare is all I've got -- wrong ticket not returned
And right one not procured: I'm late and I can cure!




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дата публикации: Jul 22, 2018

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