Текст песни Сергей Садовников - Иосиф Бродский - Муха

I

     While you sing , autumn has come .
     Lucina stove melted .
     While you were singing and flying ,
     cold.

     Now you slowly creep on smooth surface
     filthy plate without looking
     back to where you come from in April.
     Now you barely

     moved. And nothing is worth
     kill you. But , as a historian ,
     death for which duller than flour,
     I hesitate , fly .

        II

     While you were singing and flying leaves
     fall . And it is easier to pour
     water on the ground to back out of the puddle
     vchuzhe stare .

     And you see, quite blind. one can
     submit color grains brain
     pomerkshey from thy pavement
     akin , retina,

     and shudder. But you, perhaps,
     arranges spirit stale
     housing, green curtains dejectedly .
     Life is long.

        III

     Oh, tsokotuha , losing briskness ,
     You look like an old Junkers ,
     as black frame documentary
     distant era .

     Hast thou not there after midnight and then
     bassinet on my buzzing
     Persecuted in the window frame
     spotlights ?

     And now , my dear , my yellow nail
     Gorazd touch your belly ,
     and you do not shudder with fright ,
     buzzing , girlfriend .

        IV

     While you sang outside the window grayness
     intensified. And the door clave
     in the grooves of the dampness. And freezing heel .
     My house is in shambles.

     But do not you capture the pyramid
     faience have not scoured
     dishes in the sink , or tent
     sugar sweet .

     You do not have before . you do not
     German silver to their rubbish ;
     contact with it - our own peril.
     I , however, too .

        V

     How old-fashioned your wings , legs !
     They fancied veil great-grandmother ,
     mingled with the day before yesterday
     French Tower -

     - Number nineteen century , a word.
     But comparing with that and the marketing
     you, I turn into profit
     your death ,

     pushing handle vile
     you to disembodied thought to complete
     intangibility prematurely.
     Forgive : cruel.

        VI

     What are you Daydreams ? On his battered ,
     but is not designed by anybody orbits ?
     About six-armed letter , for
     you in the notebook

     rashristanny in place flat
     kirillitsinym echo
     the only one whose color is used to
     you learned

     and flutter . And now , the blind ,
     you do not react , yielding
     bridgehead alive brunettes , women
     antics , gestures .

        VII

     While you were singing and flying birds
     thence departed. In creeks plotitsy
     diminished , and in groves empty.
     crispy cabbage

     fields in the cold, although dressed
     for the winter . And a bomb somewhere
     Service is ticking , the person is not accurate,
     and explosion overdue .

     And more - can not hear anything .
     Housing cast light pokryshno
     back to the cloud. Withered grass .
     A little creepy .

        VIII

     And only two of us now - contagion
     peddlers . Microbes phrases
     power capable of destroying living .
     There are only two :

     horrifying death your body ,
     my playing farmer
     education, about eight
     pounds . Plus autumn.

     Quite spoiled your hummer !
     But time itself is not sorry
     for us to waste . Say thank you ,
     that - nespesivo ,

        IX

     that completely nebrezglivo or -
     feels what linden
     he slips in a flaccid
     large and small

     Parhat . You fly off.
     To date, however , old age
     and youth are indistinguishable.
     he reasons

     investigation and alien de jure
     and data in a nutshell
     - Even more so. As the fingers in a hurry
     - Eagles and tails .

        X

     It , while you're there yourself flashed