1. 25 К 10
2. Апокриф
3. Быстрый Светлый
4. Вавилонская Башня
5. Великая Железнодорожная Симфония
6. Время Любви Пришло
7. Деревня
8. Дети Декабря
9. Елизавета
10. Ещё Один Упавший Вниз
11. Заповедная Песня
12. Звёздочка
13. Здравствуй Моя Смерть
14. Иерофант
15. Кад Годдо
16. Капитан Белый Снег
17. Капитан Воронин
25 TO 10
I'm engineer with pitiful pay
And I will not get anymore
I'm twenty-five and still to this day
I don't know what I'm longing for
And I know there are no reasons at all
Pride for my fate should be felt
But if what I were I could make a call
I still would remain myself
I'm twenty-five and ten of these years
I sing not knowing just what about
And it is so hard for me to fear
Her, who over my shoulder looks out
And my words might not be simple and clear
In this my fault is truly small
But as it goes with her who stands near
Before her we are equal all
It might happen tomorrow, that arrows of clocks
Will start spinning backwards in time
And he, whom the crying crowd lowered from cross
Will once again be crucified
And tender lips will be again
Searching for their own Christ
But I sang what I sang and my conscience then
Is clear here of any vice
And I'm happy how it all turned out
Even with that, which went against plan
Even with my head where the wind blows around
And my Temple, which is quite, ran
I just tried to grow my garden and
Not spoil the stunning view
And oblivious angler will understand
And the gate guard will give his due
APOCRYPHA
Along purple snow our traces are lost
Having broken the mirrors we'll go hunting rain
Our city's laid out on the border of quiet
Midnight our friend will show us the way
On the other side of the day
We will leave
For the land where wind will
Return us our eyes
On the other side of the day
We will leave
For the city
Where there is no time
BRIGHT AND SPEEDY
Bright and speedy
On this Earth where grass grows so high
As the day high
Bright and speedy
When They will arrive shadows are
Where our path lies
Bright and speedy
On this Earth where moon only is
Seven days old
Bright and speedy
When She will arrive we will leave
Follow her road
Could we really expect the dread of this place
Could we really know and believe
Could we really expect this would be our path
Could we really know
Bright and speedy
On this Earth where grass grows so high
As the day high
Bright and speedy
When They will arrive shadows are
Where our path lies
THE TOWER OF BABYLON
Corn crake ‘till last crumb pecked away the Tower of Babylon
Herds of ancient gods have gnawed all brotherly ties with their teeth
Pale guru proclaimed that all unions are beautiful bliss
But especially those that are bound with sheets and pillow
THE GREAT RAILROAD SYMPHONY
I tried to return to myself
Learning how to be a child
I knocked my forehead ‘till it swelled
As I plowed through virgin wild
Feels great when soul’s full of spirit
Only crosses in my mind
While through world a train is speeding
Train that carries you inside
Heaven’s boring when you’re youthful
When you’re old the way is barred
Over Calvary walks Buddha
Yelling out «Allah Akbar»
I don’t know where my place is
While I’m here roaming free
Engineer couldn’t care less
That he’s bringing you to me
There are parts that don’t know sadness
There are parts where no one’s bored
Crystal casket framed in candles
Sits nailed up with three big boards
And as seraphim in heavens
To be yelling in the spring
Engineer couldn’t care less
That he’s bringing you to me
Nothing in this world is constant
All will wither—take my word
All the plants and beasts I’d loved but
There’s no room left in my soul
In a circle your train barrels
Rails melt as if in a dream
Engineer couldn’t care less
That he’s bringing you to me
THE TIME FOR LOVE HAS ARRIVED
Over bonfires of stone
Grass of seven centuries is kissed by wind
To heaven to return
Wanderer dressed in serpent-spoken silk
The monsters in the night
Are powerless to say your names out loud
Love's season has arrived
Which one here must become the one you love?
The time for love has arrived
COUNTRYSIDE
To become closer to Earth I am going to countryside
Qualities of plants and herbs I am figuring out
I will throw into the fire fragrant thyme
Smoke rises upwards and I am right—there is no doubt
I’ll find the root of angelica to put me in better mood
Branches of birch tree . . . Away, demons, you go!
And if it gets too dark for me to read out to you
Still, night stares me in the face as I open the door
Who’s speaking here to me?
Who’s speaking here to me?
Who? . .
Joy for those who are searching
Courage for those who sleep
Thirteen days on our way towards full moon
I thought it’s a dream I am watching
Well, dreams, I’m greeting you!
I think, for your coming to me I know the reason why . . .
Thus to become closer to Earth I am going to countryside
CHILDREN OF DECEMBER
Hi there
It's been so long since I've been near you
But that which can't bring kids of December apart
It 's insisting that I to all I know just say goodbye
But it is not meant that I leave
I'll stay here until . . .
But if you still want to listen I want to be singing for you
And if you want to drink I will become water for you
ELIZABETH
Two friends of Elizabeth’s are her
Steed and the one in her dream
Beyond curtains—eternal peace, whispering rain
While here as always it’s Sunday
And candles, and party, and summer
And laughter and that which you can't . . .
So tell me then why statues were
Falling down into the wires
Oh why were we dueling and putting nooks on our throats
She put over my lips her finger and she whispers gently
“Do what you want, but
Be silent—death is in words”
And springing wide open as doors
Our bodies will rise to the skies
To leisurely fly and to smoothly glide over land
While there, as always it’s Sunday
And candles, and party, and summer
And laughter and that which you can't . . .
ANOTHER ONE HAS FALLEN DOWN
Unnatural color of paper flowers—it’s so laughable
Again I'm alone as should any true new romantic
I'm being, perhaps, sentimental—such is my frown
A senseless end to the one who has walked the stray path for so long
The geometry of hammer inside crystal spaces
I'm gonna sing like synthesizer—such is my frown
Another one has fallen down
Halfway on the way up
Archangel rider follows me with his eyes
Forgive me for having sung for so long
THE SANCTUARY SONG
If a glass of milk Nature bestows upon me
Glass of milk from mysterious stars
As a riverband free
I will surely keep
My intelligence level at par
I will roll out a sizable bed on a field
I’ll invite there each horse to lie down
And with white hair, a beard,
And a flute I’ll run free
And nobody will tell me that I am a clown
And when finally Death on my bed will descend
Silently next to me she’ll lie down
She will say it once more and again and again
And my joy will not know any bounds
Don’t you, angels, be turning and twisting my tail
Hope, from heaven this won’t get me barred
Someone should realize depth in beauty and scale
Moscow’s domes to mysterious stars
THE STAR
There's a star that's fallen from the sky split into equal parts
It’s so cold to be just a half but she must do what is right
Had been a hawk at the start, turned into raven as time passed
Sat upon the bright porch, there is no one inside
First one flew away with the wind, second one swam away 'cross the sea
And the third one drinks vodka and only sings of one thing
Swallow-bird flies so joyfully, golden wire under thee
Eight thousand volts under each wing
You gave to one because of his pure eyes, took a pity on the second one
But you still waited for the third one years and years
It's so easy just take your pick if your household needs a man
But I know you, you want something that is not here
So do not cry you, my darling, don't cry you, my beautiful
Nothing's here we should wait for, the order has passed
Because we are silver's gold—what could ever ruin it?
And all of you who are staying here—do pray for us
HI THERE, MY OWN DEATH
Hi there, my own Death
We're speaking the same language and this makes me glad
Often I needed someone who would not care who I am at this given time
Who would know who I am and would open the doors leading home
Do teach me all the things that I might get to say
Do teach me, resembling a knife words don't care
And he's twice as helpless—the one who is longing for love
And not knowing you moves as if he were in the dark
And love will from each one receive remarks
And each one is seeing beautiful dreams
And each one is sure that he truly is the source of the flame
And for a new war this serves as a theme
Hey there, Death, I'm thankful for fact you exist
Solemn city of mine has not yet awoke from its sleep
While we are still here and there is still time to make movements of love
We need to leave clean path leading to water's source
And someone waits for us on the other shore
And someone will straight in my eyes take a peek
But I heard a song that was saying, "Do what you must and let be what will
be"
It seems to me that this approach to the question works well
But each one of us is seriously selling himself
To buy himself a reprieve to prolong his own spring
And each one has doubts that he's right down deep in his soul
And for a new war this serves as a theme
HIEROPHANT
The gleaming star remains
Adorned through time by grace
And grace makes its way back into the midnight
A call is heard of shut eyes order secret
For us to join in playing its strange games
The sailor floats in trans-celestial calm
He’s putting out the golden glow of candles
Which destination is his charm?
And what makes celandine so sweet
Down deep?
And what’s the reason he’s so careless?
KAD GODDEAU
I was the wind that is shining
I was the bow arrow's flight
The trace of a deer was my guide
Winding through trees looming high
Remember, other then the seven
Nobody has left the house
Of her who delivers rain
Branches of oak tree will guard us
As judge will preside walnut tree
Blood of cane over the sand
It is a great mystery
Who remembers us?
He, who comes over silent
And he, who delivers rain
Only the light in darkness
Only a word in silence
Look how the wings are sparkling
Falcon’s wings in the bright sky
I know the name of the star
I'll be the word of the answer
Of her, who delivers rain
CAPTAIN WHITE SHEET OF SNOW
Where'ya roaming these days, Captain White Sheet of Snow?
Without you things are calm, without you all's okay
You're asleep, seeing dreams, so the dreamtellers say
But what are they good for, Captain White Sheet of Snow
From the Valley of Kings on to hills laid with stones
As a dog I have crossed ruins of sacred halls
And of White Mortars eyes, and warmth of Kremlin walls
They all tell me you're here, Captain White Sheet of Snow
Captain White Sheet of Snow, Captain Heat of the Flame
I can't love without you, can't play even two chords
As a flood-ravaged church in between of the shores
I'm a step from the edge, Captain White Sheet of Snow
Maybe, rustle at night, or of emptiness scream
Or a sign from someone whom you see in each dream
You keep joking with me, now, don't joke, wait a min. . . .
Without you I am done, Captain White Sheet of Snow
A hundred years I know you, by now we don't need words
Come to me in a dream, or just blink with a star
These mad days to keep sane we cannot rest apart
That is all. I'm waiting. Over. . . .Captain White Sheet of Snow
CAPTAIN VORONIN
When the troops entered town spirit of human kindness was in
Townsfolk was on vacation, flowers resting on main square were dim
Everything was so unnaturally peaceful as in movies when ambush awaits
The clock on the tower was signaling noon of one of the long forgotten dates
Captain Voronin was chewing a straw, he was thoughtfully gazing around
He knew, all were seeing image in looking glass, all were hearing a strange
knocking sound
But people trusted him like their own father, they all knew who's the one to
resolve
Yes, he was famous as someone who never would rush to where the outcome was
already known
I remember the first volunteers, I will now announce their names
Sailor Yegor Troubnikov and the Indian Wooden Log's Blade
The third one was without a name, fifteen hundred years though he was wise
And while squinting like Clint Eastwood, Captain followed them with his eyes
The wait was not a long one, not longer than in winter for spring
Bad news jump around like fleas while the good ones can be clearly seen
And when cloud of dust has appeared where houses end and the roadway unwinds
Old Vasily said having gone fully mad, "We are finally loosing our minds"
The rider out of the saddle jumped, staggered forward and fell back arms
spread
He was brought over to Captain, and it was apparent that Voronin was glad
And the rider said, "I could talk of what I saw for a whole year and
probably more
The essence is that only we knew the exit and even we didn't know where was
the door"
Yes, there are those who walk over water for each one who moves to the
sea-nymphs' wild dance
And every human being is just like a tree – he's from these parts and he's
nowhere else
But when a tree is in growth, upward's destined its path, none can change
how this set-up should stand
The moon and the sun do not feud up in heavens, their ways I can now
understand
Perhaps only birds up in skies and the fish in the sea know who's right
As we know papers don't write 'bout what is essential and the telegraph also
keeps quiet
And maybe Malpaso was that town's name or Matrionin Posad it was called
But of those who made their way up there not yet a single one ever returned
So there's no need for crying, there is no reason for bleak thoughts
From now on only our heart can save us, since our mind already has failed
our hopes
But heart is in need of the sky and the roots it can't live in a vacuous
zone
As one boy who just happened to be there said, "We'll all seize being
ourselves from now on"
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