And twenty years later-we are not strangers -
Everything is our flat accent,
Stubborn, round-faced and two-faced.
He does not get the stringy tapes,
Blue-green, sluggish. From Lohanki,
The Donets and the don wet earth
We will sometimes call early in the morning,
Remind the wee whistling in the fields,
When dawn cool bow pull,
There pale pink, candy-here,
And somewhere will flood the sky, somewhere will break
On the hills, oceans, grass, forest.
Twenty years later, at the house of dal
Deaf city night steps
In sneakers lights... You didn't expect,
We haven't. Decades away
Flow through the fingers. From whom in Kinneret,
And have someone in Rod and in Cheremysh.
The focus of the steppe sits at the cradle,
Singing out of tune about the moon and the mouse,
Bear and galaxies, about "somewhere".
Havana, London, dark ways,
Mars in Hebron looks in focus,italseta.
Phobos and Deimos after flying
For a given orbit. Everything departs,
Everything falls like ripe grapes
In the thick land of rumors and melodies,
In our common blue-and-black stuffy garden.
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