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Ya prines tebe podarok -
Mokryj sled na rzhavoj kryshe,
Krik, kotoryj ne uslyshish',
Vzglyad ustalyj na ladoni,
Veter, na kotorom koni
Mchat'sya v nebo perestali,
Ruki, chto ih ne dostali,
Utro s noch'yu na perrone.
Ya prines tebe podarok -
Stremena dorogi pyl'noj,
Perelomannye kryl'ya,
Utro v tresnuvshem stakane,
Dozhd' zasohshij na ekrane,
Prazdnik, pahnuschij polyn'yu,
Yunost' pavshuyu da starost',
I ustalost', i ustalost'.
Ya prines tebe podarok -
Rasstoyan'e mezhdu nami,
Schast'e v zapylennoj rame,
Pohoronku ot illyuzij,
Zalpy broshennyh orudij,
Tri vojny da polmedali,
Ruki, chto uzhe ne zhdali,
Vstrechi s toj, chto vechno lyubit.
I came to you with a present -
Of a rusty roof wet traces,
Cry that's never to be heeded,
Gaze that on a palm lies weary,
Wind on which no longer horses
Travel up toward the heavens,
Hands that could not get hold of them,
Morn and night together waiting.
I came to you with a present -
Of a dusty pathway stirrups,
Pair of wings defaced and broken,
Morning in a splintered wineglass,
Rain that on a screen lies withered,
Holiday that smells of absinthe,
Fallen childhood and adulthood,
Weariness and weariness.
I came to you with a present -
Solitude that lies between us,
Pleasure in a dusty framework,
Funeral from false illusions,
Blows, whose weapons are forsaken,
Three battles and half a medal,
Hands that no longer imagined
Meeting with the one that loved.
