Literature      19.10.2021

Lyrical plot in the folklore poems of Marina Tsvetaeva. Well done text Tsvetaeva well done

Boris Pasternak -
"for the game for your great,
for your comforts for tender…”

Part one

1. Well done

Sin yes perish - the edge of the village,
The oak collapsed, the cane is intact.
At the widow at that difficult one
Daughter Marusya is cheerful.

How will it go with the yoke -
Churches in ringing, guys in an argument.
Daughter of Marusya blush -
Disgrace to the Trinity!

Let me go mother
Walk with friends
Spin a thin line,
Shake up health.

Slept too much
Under the stone - ore!
- Walk, walk, daughter,
While young!

Russians are running
They run cool
Silk twisted -
Eh!
Mine is tougher
Yours is cooler
Marusya is the coolest of all!

Walk faster
Walk higher
Saturated with honey -
Eh!
Mine is higher
Yours is higher
Marusya is above all!

Our happiness -
Weave, spin,
Okay-in a clubbing-yes in the smooth surface!
- Go more often! -
Doors open:
- Welcome-hello-walk!

Is it not zga
So don't burn
Isn't it a good fellow-fire!

Is it not dawn
Is it not a burglary
Or not a heat-bonfire - but into the house!

Bow to the circle
purse on the table,
From the purse - the treasury with a stream, rain:
- Grab the hem!

For sweet, for strong
Run, little one!
Falcon, to the tune!
Walk, red girls!

A glass with a rim is poured
Kumach is burning with heat,
Everyone is heading
The people are pouring in.

Burning, bright
Burning, hot
The heat of velvet -
Eh!
Mine are hotter
Yours are hotter
Marusya has the hottest of all!

Knocking, loud
Rattle, calls,
Restless -
Eh!
Mine is louder
Yours is louder
Marusya has the loudest of all!

Wipe, Lovers,
Raspberry Lips!
Volhynia, for the wake!
Juice? l, on the dove!

Which one of us go ahead
Someone else's young man will go?
which of us ahead
Sok?l - will take by the hand?

I'll reach for that
What is between fair-haired - Rusa,
I wrap myself around that
What is between Love - Marusya!

Dance, Masha,
Dance, Glasha,
Yes, in our way -
Eh!
Mine is prettier
Yours is more beautiful
And the guest is the most beautiful of all!

Tremble, boards!
Go, cod!
Wrinkle you none!

Under that - boards,
Under that - boards,
And under the young man - fire!

Fire there, fire here
The fire itself is the whole fire!

Hands apart
Go fast
Around the birch - a fire.

Mane - askew,
Breath - yar,
Around the chapel - a fire!

Spins, pimples,
Flood, whistle.
Pyshechka! - Food!
A pinch, a pinch.

Oh yeah what!
Oh yes where!
Oh, and silushki to spare!

Oh yeah what!
Oh yes where!
Better cut the veins!

Dance, spin,
Dance, bird,
Grow-grow - an:

To whom - spade,
To whom - a hawk,
To whom - the young man is unknown.

Untracked, unheard -
Breathe, breathe, breathe!

Not good - so dashing!
Whirlwind, whirlwind, whirlwind!

Tvavo gold - pounds,
And me, young man, lend!

Your raspberry filling -
Lend, girl, share!

You are the juice
You are a leaf
I am a rouge knife!

Merit Eater!
Around, around, around!

Not good - so bad!
Around, around, around!

Your skin is silk
That's why I snap.

Your sweetness is hidden -
That's why I swallow.

Close, close
Heart to heart
On - zhizt,
On -

Hey Marusya!
Russian scythe!
Harvest bread!

What staggered
I shook
Al is weak on legs?

From a nutshell
The whole flaw.
Isn't it time for us, doves,
Home?

(Oh, how I am completely bezusova
Yes, in the mouth!
- Take me, Marusya,
To the gate.

Already you are a scythe-village,
The gate is slanting.
- I suppose we don’t pray to stumps:
The merchant's clerk.

Tea, not for nothing:
I'm calling - at least drop it!
red goods
Also, no doubt!

Our bathhouses are heated,
Our horses are fast.
And the village - what do you need?
Probably - with a bell.

My heart is Russian
Ripe rye -
Heart, Marusya,
Will you marry?

2. Ladder

Dance, mothers,
Kohl is not lazy!
In our house
Great day.

Me, branch
scarlet fruit,
Juice takes for a wife!

Did he tell you how far?
- Eyes-hair like pitch!

Did he tell you which one?
- One heart - for two!

Your sweets are urgent
Your heart is blind.
Throw him, daughter,
On a button - a loop.

My word is true
My heart is sighted.
Go hold your heart
Unroll the ball.

And it's hot!
And dance!
Three Volga unraveled!

Oh, hurry!
Oh, and breath!
One heart for two!

You are an apple-not-bitten-fruit!
Take me, Marusya,
To the gate.

goodbye little birdie
My scared!
(She is a loop -
Yes to the button).

dream unfulfilled,
Goodbye!
(And the thread
The village stretches).

Through the ditches
Over the fences
- Month on the right -
Past the logs
By the barns
Past the shutters
By potholes -
ditches,
crushed move,
watch,
Thief-stealer.
Don't trip
My thread, do not break
Newbie, don't roll
Ball, unwind!

along the ravines,
in the backyards,
With a sound mind,
vigilant eye,
By azure -
nooks and crannies,
With a sigh,
echoing heart -
My friend, don't freak out!
Ball, unwind!

Through the game swan
Am I on occasion?

Through the game swan
Am I on occasion - I'm going?

Heart is on the left
Moon on the right
Past the royal
circled,
past fish
past the row
around the church fence
To the main entrance:
Locked gate.

No soul, no breath.
Look at the ladder on the side.

Sneaky, with caution
On the ladder - a cat:

Our friend is standing
Gnawing upo -

Oh Marusya! Blood vzpol? khnutaya-fear!
Yes, how it sighs here, how it slams here - yes, how

Through the square
- Moon left -
Past God
past the anger
Down the ditches
- Veins buzzing -
Heart on the right
Heart everywhere
By potholes -
ughabam
shaft-varom,
??
Betrothed! - Look back.
Get used to your mansions
Following the church with a thief, with a coffin,
With God, with thunder!

Through the stump-deck - top,
Through the dark swamp - next,
Herd-flies-flood,
Cast iron-rattles-iron,

Stomps through the stump,
The gate?mi slams.

Drive, rob
Forehead forward:
A dead man with a coffin behind a hump!

Mo - lis
Cover!
A dead man with a coffin on his hump!

AND -
House.

What did your daughter see?
What did you hear, baby?
What is the sweetheart's house like?
- With a cross roof.

Why, daughter, pale?
Why, daughter, sweaty?
- The village is Evona!
Stomped through the stump!

Pirk yes for the wedding!
Wave your handkerchief!
Why are you crying, my daughter?
- Yes, with pleasure, mother.

3. In the gate?x

That over the dawning mother
Above treasure:
- Tear the crust to water
Widow's business!

Weave, gold,
Bazaar in the hair!
I suppose the good fellow is a fire
I've been waiting!

Flattering in body
Wild gaze:
Why don't you look into your eyes?

(In the temples - a knock,
trembling in the veins)
Why don't you come closer?
You are my broken blood,

The girls are spinning around
They chirp, indulge.
And Marusya is stupid,
Doesn't want to, persists.

Your soul is wild!
Double pride!
Shame, poke a finger,
They roar, they are zealous.

Al will bite
Buddy?
(Already Marusya is a small step).

Al choke
Groom?
(Already Marusya - from them).

I wouldn't go if it wasn't for fear.
Step yes step - at the gate.

Write, girl, white:
Did you climb the stairs?

Puffs, eyes - glasses:
- Did you rumble?

(Eyes vski - dy - vaet):
- Was-seen? - No.

Well, you know, sister,
(I myself am whiter than a canvas,

Sniffling, tearing the collar).
Tomorrow my brother will die.

Tooth on spade -
clang.
As said -
So gone.

And the mother from the bridge:
- How did you get married?
What did you treat-treat?
- Riddles, fears.

What, daughter, are you frowning?
Dark is your confession.
- On the cross street
He promised to build a house.

Finish as you started!
- You'll dance, betrothed!
Why are you crying, my daughter?
- Yes, with joy, mother!

The yard sleeps, the house sleeps,
The smoke is sleeping over the mound,
The dog sleeps, the goose also sleeps:
- Marus, and Marus!

Save my life!
Sister, wake up!

The king sleeps, the thief also sleeps.
- Stand up, stand guard!

Angry, scary and naked.
Aspen stake,

Sister, get ready!
Save my blood!

Crawling - through the path,
Resistant - at the gate,
Gate - creak ...
- Sister, dead!

Your wedding feast is fierce,
your fiancé at -

wants to get up;
Shoulder - a puddle.
- Get up, daughter!
Brother bad!

Dry bees!
Worm sharpens!
- Get up, soul
Wants to give!

Here's how it jumps:
- Blood! Blood in the house!
- Pray, daughter:
The brother died.

The brother lies, hides the squirrels
Under blue eyelids.

Washed brother, dressed brother,
Mother went to the priest.

good sister to you
Was: pants pl? Tany.
Where will I rush? where will I hide?
All neck - spots!

Priests will dress with incense,
Oncoming censers.
Where will I rush? where do i go?
After all, three are your candles!

Is there anyone? - Chu!
Blew out the candle.
Otzo - hang!
Two surrendered at once
AND:
With a wheeze, with a cry through the stump-count-ruts.

4. Second gate?

Like a terrible judgment
The legs carry themselves.

Silence and darkness everywhere.
Light - in the last hut.

And - the cant is familiar! -
Right into the dance - in a sheaf.

At once the dance became:
Sigh, groan, cry.
The hand is frozen
They squirt water.

Buzz, buzz
Crowd, rabble.
Alien right here
Worth an odal.

Well, mow, girls -
Stepped towards the body.
Looks. - Eyes cocked, - Sela.

Gets up, exactly in a nap
Heavy, unknown.
- My brother is dead.
- Poor! Poor!

You are a gray willow! -
Lullkay, cherish.
And the first fellow:
- Kingdom of heaven!

You are my rye-unbroken-honey,
Take me, Marusya, to the gate!

Wind and willows.
Quiet, not brash.

We kindly ask!
Mercy of heaven!
I'll get up with an interrogation -
Don't give up!

Drop your trick!
- Heart, I swear:
I will crumble into ashes
I won't be back!

(Hands are clenched,
Legs are aching).
our brother
They cover the truth!

To the core
My heart is sick!
Know that you are innocent
Know that you are unwilling!

Himself in your hands
Heart, I give!
Cross to me and key to me:
I won't be back!

Lute your sir!
Lut your ruddy!
Midnight as it strikes
I look like a wolf -

“I know whose they say
Blood in your veins!"
All up to me
Drops and lay out -

And break
All of our union.
Wind in the gates -
I won't be back!

Not just your life
In my hands, heart, I hold:
Yesterday I killed my brother
Today mother zagra -

Once,
Another
From the bell tower - fight.

Every now and again
breaking up
up to twelve times.

Breathing over the soul:
Tell me, did you follow?

They tremble, they came together.
- Do you know my life?

Eyes up-breathing.
- Was-seen? - No.

Well, you know, you're blind
(Pyky took off his shoulder,

Puffs, hits the ground)
- Mother is going to die.

Tooth on spade -
clang.
As said -
So gone.

And towards, with the wind, something:
- Hurry, my stranger!
There is no one to read the Psalter!
- We will never part!

So that your every thought
Come true, my star!
- Three days as familiar with him:
Building a second house!

It's very generous!
- Enough land!
- Will you take it with you, daughter?
- I'll come, mother!

Dol - ha night - ka,
Long boring night!
- Daughter! Daughter!
Are the dogs all let down?

Al little step
Won't you step for your mother?
Daughter! Daughter!
Are the gates firmly locked?

Dy - shi ti - she!
Bring - grex n? soul!
I sleep, I don't hear
I sleep, I don’t hear, mother!

Dol - ha night,
Long bad night.
- Daughter! Daughter!
To the sorceress for a potion!

Kol yes bump
To my earthly thoughts!
Daughter! Daughter!
Who is at the gate? breaking?

Not mine! Alien!
Iron grip!
I sleep, I don't hear
I sleep, I don’t hear, mother!

Dol - ha night,
Long doomsday night.
- Daughter! Daughter!
Goodbye! I've been ruined!

By oneself
I'll die, hurry, dear!
Daughter! Daughter!
Goodbye! Sold by you!

Sip, puff!
Hurry! - Force-onslaught!
I sleep, I don't hear
I sleep, I don’t hear, ma -

Mother lies motionless,
In the snow savanna dressed up:
Important.
Book.

Eyes - unopened bowls -
Printed in nickels:
Depressed.
Hidden.

In order for you to cover your eyes,
So that the daughter is not tormented:
Secret
Secretive.

So that, kites over carrion,
They didn’t look at their daughter:
In shrouds.
In incense.

And we do not need to torture those fears.
An and on the floor - a penny.

And we don’t need to go to that house - with our foot.
An and on the floor - the other.

Know not full
Your anger is death.
Sleeping on the right
Looking left.

5. Under the threshold

Already dancing, dancing!
Already stomp, stomp!
All heads are oil
Red, sweaty.

splash handkerchiefs,
Clamps.
One only widows:
The shirt is kumashny.

An and wide open - a little door:
Ice cream breath.
Yes, in a faint voice:
- Hello, fiance!

Long bow,
The grin is terrible.
- mother under the canopy
Gone, let's go!

Girls together
In dispersal - with crying.
- One eye
Look - let's jump!

Red wedding!
What is more beautiful!
Daughter mother sold -
Vsplya -

It’s not the white boards that curls -
The soul separates from the body.

Wake up! - Don't want!
I'll let go of my soul!

Run, girl, out of the house!
Save your soul! - Your brother

And so good!
Why my soul!

Don't put out the fire
I dance my death
With geek! with a stomp!

I'm full of head!
Head to shoulder:
Whisper, whisper!

Because the treasure
Buried in Thai:
Pearl! Golden!

Because hell
To me pitch - paradise:
With the young man! With the young man!

Not a blizzard - twists the shreds:
The girl is joking with the young man.

Not a fire - it breaks glass:
The guy clings to the girl.

Bride!
Shake off the dream!
Drive a mile!
Run to your ass!

What do you know -
Lay it all out at once!
Jump, girl!
Last hour!

I don't want your wound!
- Hell with you - a ruddy garden!

I don't want your foam!
- Death with you - valuable pearls!

Do not get rid of such tenderness!
They danced out of the hut.

The forest grass got drunk!
The yard is dancing.

You are my prince! You are my temple!
Dancing, dancing to the gate?

Back off! - Fierce heat! - I'll take it all!
More than life! - More than life!

Waited! - End! - Can you handle everything?
More than death! - More than death!

And n? head - in the most dispute
Cast tin ax

On the crown: the last dance
Earth time order

Cross and censer
Say - did you go?

For a secret matter
Speak, did you look?

Eyes sky - breathe - vaet:
- Was-seen? - No.

Well, you know, stand,
(And from the eyes - longing

In three streams yes completely!)
Tonight you will die.

Tooth on spade -
clang.
As said -
So gone.

The girl is lying
Like a church removed.
Exactly a tree
In bloom - cut down.

In three sheets
Prostrated, in severity.
Yes, no more
Rib soul.

Sleep is not a dream, lies,
Yes, flesh is not flesh, lies,
Not a bone, not a breath, lies,
Yes, he waits, he lies.

On the veins - sad
It's a pity, exactly a pipe.
Everything is so wonderful
Wonderful wonders.

Exactly not on the bench
Lies: in flowers, in rustles.
Exactly did not live yet:
Grandpa and grandma didn't get along!

Under the bitter aspen
With streams, with bees.
All flowers are blue
She is like a fire!

Under the bitter aspen
Where the wanderer kept his way.
All flowers are blue
She is like coal-heat.

I'll reach for that
What is between fair-haired - Rusa,
I wrap myself around that
What is between Love -

Sleep, do not touch!
- Wait, don't wait!
Around luxury -
Bumblebee.

The hour is ours
Hell is my al!
To the very cup
Fell.

End of your ores!
Goo, goo, goo!

The end of your scarlet!
Pity, pity, pity!

Oh sorry?
- Zley - sorry!
With one drink!
Hey bumblebee!

In - the whole
Own - hops
Drink, bumblebee!
Hey bumblebee!

Laugh, blusher,
All bloodlines - three hundred.

Hold on, be careful
One for life:

To that river yes back
We had a place to start.

Castle and seal.

Fresh of the former yes to stand up -
You can not remember, I order you to sleep.

Castle and seal.

So that in the most sleepy
I didn't remember you in a dream
I command: bloom modestly.

So that for the prince himself
Meeting - did not jinx you,
I command: look at the earth.

Our meetings - a count of five:
Lie down like a grain, get up like a flower.

The flower is red, the leaf is green,
Give you a cradle
For all eternity - a week.

To kick at the door
Don't dare to carry you
Panikhidas were not sung.

To with grandfathers, with fathers
They didn’t lay you under the cross,
No stone was placed on top.

Once yes once - five times:
Before God - five years.

Your troubles are five wagons:
Without mass - five years.

In the kingdom of heaven
The girls are all Russians!
Are you sleeping, bride?
Are you sleeping, Marusya?

In the kingdom of heaven
Sheep - all intact!
Sleep, my white!
I won't hurt!

The girls told you a change:
My joy has turned white, whitened.

The girls danced a veil for you,
My joy is gone, gone.

Teeth - what are you baring?
Al is a widower
Celebrating? - Al
All blood?

Above the air above the slope -
Ringing, ringing, ringing!

Over the heart over the hollow -
Pity, pity, pity -

Ay, to the very heart!
Goodbye my -

Those are not beads.
Around the pearl
Above Marusenka
The crowd - girlfriends.

It's hard, no way!
(I suppose, with everyone, after all ...)
Taku youth
Stand - mourn.

grew right,
Blooming, fiery.

Why did they sleep?
Why did you lure?

Revenge would be smooth to you,
Blossom for the princess.
Want for the sake of the holiday
Open up, little eyes!

In a dove scarf
I would give a ruble ...
Open, girl, lips,
Tell me, dove!

Not counting
up to three
From under the shroud - a sigh.

For all at once
yes in a row
From under the shroud - look:

“How great a sinner I am before God -
Carry me, girls, under the threshold.

As I am inseparable from the undead and in death -
Bury me, girls, in the fork:

In the snow, without a cross.
Said she left.

Sin with God!
The earth will hide!
under the threshold
They dig a hole.

Goodbye! touch,
Cartilage joint!
under the threshold
The body is dragged.

As from the hut of that eyeless
They took out three at a time:

Two - the right way,
And Marusya is under the threshold.

How to rest the formidable
They carried three - differently:

Two - in the garden in the cross,
And Marusya - into the open spaces.

In those expanses - us - and.

Part two

Hey, bells, let's hit the ringer!
Our new arc!
Young master, single master,
Star at the master's servant.

Hey friends, come on!
Yes to all our snows!
Buen master, tambourine - master!
The master's servant is frowning.

Hey my horses
??You are my sleepyheads
?? Overlapping -
??Hey, my miles!

A mile to the left, a mile to the right,
A mile in the eyebrows, a mile in the rear.
To that song, to that glory,
Who gave birth to the road.

I'm not Sidor, I'm not Pavel,
In the shoulders - prowess, in the ears - a rumble.
... In the eyes - a pockmarked pillar set,
In the snow - a mile stretched.

Hey you my horses
?? My Sony
??Own!
??
??Hey, my miles!

We rake in the second hundred,
Dance, harness, walk, whip!
- Look, mow, master, stand up, mow, master,
Why snow? - White flowers!

Where the versts converged
(All - apart, one up) -
Color, blush color
It burns, the coal is clean!

(The master's eye is new,
The master's lope was easy? K).

Snapped his fingers:
- Hey, I'm blown away! Hey, I'll take it!
- And you really do it!
And you root it!

He splashed his hands:
- Hey, noble! Hey important!
- Look, sir, tears would
With beauty - yes, I didn’t make it.

(Young master has a tooth,
The temper of the gentleman rez?

In a snowdrift - knee-deep,
Fur - wide open.
(Kohl is red, so they say to me, -
Our sins are heavy!)

Hurry, gaze
Eats, gets excited.
- Well, sir, soon?
The place is dirty!

Blows, shakes
Snow from a leaf.
Sat down, smells in the floor.
- Hey, miles!

2. Marble?

What kind of light is in the snow
About twelve pillars?
Snowdrift-white mountain,
Grandfather's marble.

On that staircase - yes up:
Take a look - the legs were taken away!
Flashed - and sunk
Stone rapids.

Give up - drink at least once
Marble freaks!
Take a look - and throw
Cloud, abyss.

However, are we lying to God? -
A pillar like a pillar and a house like a house:
With towers, with baths:
Our master.

What is the barin? Does he roam?
Raging? Is he cheating?
Careless of life
Gentle with flowers.

My color is a foundling
My heat in the palms
My prince is a recluse,
Red saucer.

How to hit the drum
Red darkness on marble?

How to jump, argamak,
Red darkness in marbles -

Yes, along the lintels - into the smoke ?,
Yes, on tutolka - in vats ...
And I don't need wine!
And I don't need a wife!

Youth in the palms
Splashing with fun
Old age on the sidelines
Make a bed.

Stelet - without folds,
Kanet - without a bottom ...
Old age for youth
Eyes raised.

I got up - yes into the darkness,
Got up - yes staring:
- I'm your slave
You are my prince.

In these marbles...
(Bending to the ear:)
Your slave is old...
The undead started up.

So - no lies -
Don't show your mind
Look not the boundary,
Lie in vigilance.

Not the wind in the mountains
Shake gray hair.
Buzzing in marbles
Twelfth hour.

tall, lonely
The sovereign is coming.
(Count, barinok:
Fourth strike!

An hour is a thousand breasts,
The hour is a thousand mouths.
All the darkness of friendship,
All misses of feelings -

Turned everything out
And threw it out - a shaft.
(Hey, keep it up!
The ninth fell!

ninth strike,
Tenth span.
The sovereign is coming
Coming in marbles.

In bakhr? Makh - stalled -
And - thunder along the hall -
High as a breath
Twelfth shaft.

Yes, with the twelfth, with the last - in the very battle
As it shakes, the green-heat will start.

Yes, with the twelfth, with the last - in the very shaft
As the flame breaks off, the flame al.

(The master will get excited!)
N?-the earth how it shines!
Yes, how to hit
Red girl!

red dowry,
Cheeks are insensitive.
Stan throws back
The hands crackle.

Breasts jumps,
The gums sparkle
handfuls full
Dremu splashes,

Blasts! - Sparks!
Eyebrows - two miles!
Oh yeah really
Red girl!

sideways to the right,
Sideways to the left.
Floats peahen.
Barin is next.

In the legs - skill:
The hall is known.
Takes to the right.
Barin is next.

Loud marble slabs,
And her steps - as washed away.

Bells marble walls,
And her steps are like foam.

The moon in the sky is white.
Floats, - took to the left.

Floats - bread,
Floats - honey.
Barin - next:
As requested.

Sweeps with a kite,
Blond sweeps.
How glued
How screwed.

Cunning girls' tricks!
(Looks:) patchwork curtain.

Light maiden retinue.
In the middle is a set table.

Not srobevshi like this -
Grab - for bread and for salt!

Dishes are skillful,
Wines - printed.
Crispy crust,
She tinkled a little.

Figs are luxurious,
Sweets - Moscow.
The crust is crumbled
The cup is spilled.

Teardrop sweetens,
Dumkoy - bites.
All joints
Boredom cracks.

How to strike from the stirrups.
Moonbeam on crystals,

How it will jump, glowing,
moonbeam in crystal

Yes, how to resist
In her stony face ...
- Fathers-lights!
Eyes are blind!

Sunken.
Fiery.
Got up.
Startled.

Face - as breathed out.
No kro -
wines.

In ribbons, in rustiness,
In beads, in dullness.
Stealing with a wall.
He listens with his ear.

Curls, molds
Black sickness:
Like a ladder -
Up the wall!

The eyelids narrow
Shoulders retracts:
Oh, eavesdropping!
Oh, peeking!

Yes, how to seduce
The body spins, -
On the earth will burst -
Went to the dance!

Those calls are invisible
Who are you calling?
Who are you winking at?
Who are you luring?

Not by - so with quirks!
Not for a penny - so exorbitantly!
Ghostly grins
Who are you playing with?

Who do you dance with?
Where are your names?
After all, no one:
Moon and marbles.

Moon - bursts
Ringing - about the glass.
Charkoy - p? table:
Clink glasses with cute!

Charka - to smithereens!
Tablecloth - paint!
Know from the girl
Happiness is red!

I want a scare!
I want to hide!
Dancing. Cries.
Cries. Dancing.

Swim. Jump.
Everything - at once!
Dance. Cry.
Cry. Dance.

Silk sails
The middle of the floor is a bell.

Turned palms:
Scatters the earth.

With furious marigolds
Scrapes in the floorboards.

From East to West
Digging a hollow:

Don!
M?rokam order:
Reverse
Out!
Morning law:
Ringing:
Hour.

sideways to the right,
Sideways to the left.
Floats peahen.
Barin is next.

Gone, brave!
Lost, poor thing!
Takes to the right -
Barin is next.

Loud marble valleys, -
And her steps - as in the ashes.

Loud rusty braces -
And her steps are like ashes ...

Past the sleeping beards
Sweeps, - takes to the left.

Sip short,
Urgent step…
Toe - in the heel:
How attached.

No more paradise
Sweeping - hell.
... How soldered
How riveted.

Easy maiden break-ins!
Looks: the burner is familiar.

Cunning girls hide and seek!
Looks: a tree and in a tub.

Forehead on the ground - chok!
Yes to the branch -
Skok -
Here is a barin to her! Grab!
- “Say what to call:

Name, rank, family!
Grabbed-frozen-waiting.

Here it has begun!
(Where did it come from?)
The flames exploded!
The snake has risen!

Curls from hands
Beats from the hands
Ripping from hands
It pours from the hands.

Grab - does not.
- Kick-jump-run-fly -
Reason to vomit
It hits with a sail.

jump from the hands,
Shibum from the hands
Kid from the hands
On end from pyk.

Tamed in the forehead -
Let's go to the rear!
Barin - from lived,
Barin - out of strength:

Shirokogrud,
Residential - resilient.
Fish out of hand!
Rip out of hand!

Moon in darkness
Bush-small
Bough-like
Hooks in the face!

Moon in darkness
Bush, bursting into flames,
Spiked - like
Fangs in the eye!

Holds (from the pits -
Eyes!) - just about
up the branches
The color will go!

Holds (hill -
Veins!) - No zhizt!
Here from the fringes
Thunder: "Hold on!"

Leaf - to the shore,
Moon - from the clouds,
To the maiden - a servant:
- "Cross-you-key!"

How the tree will rise here!
How the maiden will shudder here!
Like right to left
Yes, from left to right:
Hands, branches...
Weakened, softened.
The last flame
Last straw
Withered, faded
Faded, faded.
Like tow - like a doll -
Like a lamp without oil...

Extinguished
drooped,
Has gone out.

Where is this through?
??- Don't know.
- Vine imported, I have tea?
??- Don't know.
- What is the storm behind?
??- Don't know.
- How did they call it in the eyes before?
??- Don't know.

Then how the master will raise his eyebrows!
- Do you want to live with me in love?

Life? - N?! - Death? - To me!
- I don't know, I don't...

The gentleman approaches more quietly:
- Maybe some old sin?

He - give, you - n? ...
Oh - on: "I don't know -

yu, I don’t remember ... ”Master ringing:
- I don’t take it as a princess, but as a wife!

Same - on one - on!
- I don't - I don't know... H?...

Noisy boring reed:
- You listen to my three words!

(How long to lie down together?
It's not about that.)

Submit to girlish nonsense:
Don't drag me to dinner

Five years - day to day
Five years - and a day.

Cold I go under the canopy:
Do not invite merry guests,

Drink alone
Don't invite guests.

And my last word to you:
Not a single red thread
Not a shred, not a go!

Burn the tree...

The rivers flow, they roll
Children grow up - grow old,
They live in a bar - they spend money,
Walk - so without stinginess!

I have a young wife
I have a beauty!

Not alone, tea, erased
Money to the brilliance of ardent.
A dove with a dove lives
A gentleman lives with a lady.

I have a young wife
I have a madam!

The day rises - they sing holy,
Noon beats - they get up in harmony,
Evening on the forehead - fairy tales twist,
Night bypass - they are not waiting for us.

I forgot how single I was
He quarreled over the bottle.
Never so that the voice is alive
Rolled out in the upper rooms.

Do I have a strict wife?
I have a recluse!

But it was - burning burned!
Burned without stinginess!
Kumach for the whole hall
You won't find a patch.

Do I have a modest wife, -
You won't get away with this one!

Walks in white
Judges maturely
Praise sparingly,
Eyes dull.

Only one thorn is cruel:
That we live without help!
Not one for the whole hall
Can't find icons.

Do I have a wife without a bottom:
Get it - drown.

They live for an hour - they observe fear,
Day live - sweeter cling,
They live for a year - a dream without troubles,
Fifth knock - they are waiting for their son.

The barin walks around
The barin is walking nearby.
pissed off, scared
Frightened, disorganized.

Fortify-guard
Worth - living tynom.
Eye who would not look,
Wouldn't throw fire.

Shmyshkoy, yes with an eye,
Where is the word, where is the sign.
Who wouldn't jingle the key,
Strada would not have locked.

(Where and all the prowess
Devalas - neveto!)
... I didn’t blow on you,
Didn't screw you.

A lot of burdens are accepted:
None have been reduced.
And scattered in the snow
Young lady.

Snow - tightly woven,
Soul - the edge keeps.
Two hands high
He stretches out the firstborn.

Stands sober as drunk:
- Wow, my gift is waiting,
You are the son of Bogdan, -
And I’ll set a feast!

Not a curly vine
In whistles - in lordships:
young lady
Amuses with his son.

Exactly the rivers swelled
Downpours - calls ...
Exactly all the streets
Forgiven days!

Lord have mercy on me!
Fire - no coal!
With one hand - dear,
The other is anyone.

Like a horse and hitching post
Having knocked down - far away!
Like rivers moved
The mountains have moved!

Not broken ice
They persist on the beach.
Then the cathedral bell
Father's chest.

Tears - rivers,
In the heart - swallows! ..
Eh, no one
brag about you!

David would be king
In dance - yes with tambourines!
Sweetness unseen!
Joy is hard!

So I fall
Off your feet like a drunk...
Oh, and I would ask
Pirovanice!

(Sweet - step,
Passions - at a trot).
barin, barin,
Aloud not thought!

Lead - with a ball,
Guests - Shastom.
barin, barin,
Don't brag!

Ball - heat -
Zhigom - play ...
Barin, barin, barin, barin!

4. Pirovanice

Today - enough, tomorrow again
Just enough.
As from the life of that honey
Dreams are puddy.

More grandfathers and great-grandfathers
Our skill.
The master is lying, - he dined
Yes and n? side.

Snoring and snoring
Whistles and bells
Our life is vigorous,
The day is set.

An in snoring-to-sap:
- Get up, gentleman
Take off your robe!
Get in the parade!

The one is like: Drop it!
- Ba-rin! Guests!

Bag - news!
Get up quickly!
Row faster!
Meet the guests!

This hour is here!
And he: To the jokes!

Give it dear
Barin, drop the whim!
Show the power to know!
Order to meet!

Oh - five n? side!
Oh - you: a woman!

How to jump up, bravo!
How stomping, strict!
Hand - in the sleeve,
Foot - in boot:

Not a whirlwind swift
Steady - across the moat:
Barinok looks
From the heights of marbles:

Look - zero: measured!
Ta - bun fire!

Rivne black crows
Driven from the nest.
Horses-sledge-lift-manes, -
The milestone is fiery!

Oh - drive into the flame!
Ko-no! Sled!

Knife abrasion,
An ulcer in general.
front-rear,
Near-distant.

Front - to the porch,
The last - a mile away!

Milestone - you can’t grasp:
They roll, they roll, they roll!

Wall - do not block:
Drive, drive, drive!

Where are they taken from?
Tabor, tabor!

Where are they named from?
Knyazevs! Knyazevs!

Welcome! - Didn't wait?
Fire - yes to the fire!

Or - doy in the canopy.
Ko - no foam.

Horses! Horses!
Red blankets!
Porch - groan.
Low bows.

Shoulders - shaking, bodies - tres,
??eyes - beveled:
- And we are good guests,
Uninvited.

Beaver - boron, crimson - heat,
??boot with a knock:
- And we are non-Takov's guests,
Sloboda.

Grip - frisky? I!
Taska is a greyhound!
Kingdom - we do not know!
Hello host!

Dust - in marbles,
Steam - in marbles,
Feast - in marbles,
Heat - in marbles.

One asked -
Another scream!
And the glass is empty
Swords under the table!

We have a law
Glass - under the table!
Boots - on the table!
Walk, juice?l!

And if you catch a cold - scrub with soap,
?? mark with brooms!
And we are sharp-winged guests,
Stray!

Which of the countries
The rabble is red-uninvited?
Roman is not Roman
Ivan is not Ivan.

Oh, if only the wine
In the gut - but not back,
Is it all the same
Who to pour!

Play, brothers!
Drop swagger!
- And you drink yourself!
- And you drink yourself!

Get drunk - equestrian
I'll go to the altar!
- And we're following!
- And we're following!

Let's kiss!

Young - smack!
Gray-haired - mumble!
- And you grab yourself!
- And you grab yourself!

If you like once and to your heart's content -
And at least there...
- And you yourself are a prince!
- And you yourself are a prince!

Let's hang out!

Hot forge gold coins!
- We swear!
- We swear!

We give good gifts!
- Let's eat!
- Let's eat!

Godfathers
Sent to you!
Own house:
"Look for p? snow!”

Drop your fears
Drop your thoughts!
We are godfathers, we are godfathers!

From the road - yes with the news:
Where is the godfather? Where is the godfather?

Six - vytse start up!
Cross - give a nickname!

Wine - a puddle,
Back - horror.
Guests: Come on!
Barin: Well, you!

Vlasy - tynom,
Brains - confusion.
Guests: Son!
Barin: To sh? There!

Here how they flare up
Guests - red:
- I boasted for nothing!
- I boasted for nothing!

Here how they wave
Guests - ryany:
- He is not Bogdan:
Damn - given it!

One: with a hump!
Other: freak!
- I swear it's chrome!
- Hey, two-horned!

One: snotty!
The other one: beznos!
- I swear it's crooked!
- I swear that braid!

I bet,
(One:) fangs!
Another: suck!
Third: no eyes!

Ah well?!

That's right, cousins!
(To smithereens - sulya!)

That's right, Satan!
(To smithereens - glasses!)

So is he a jerk?
Hey gray hair!
Run to the pitch!
Get your son!

fanged? Tail in s?zhen?
Let's show! Let's show!

Boasted? Nose on the edge?
Imagine! Imagine!

"Your eyes are blue,
My thoughts are crazy.
Your eyes are blue
And there are black ones.

It's like my life was stolen
A verst, - and I'm on the edge.
My head is stupid
Thu? sing - I don't know.

I have a friend - not a couple.
Headwear - not tricky?
Just fell down the stairs
I fell down and I can't straighten up.

You burn on someone else's fire
Soul, - they took it by force!
My head is stupid
Thu? sing - I don't know.

I remember dawns, I remember ores...
- In silks or in rags? -
I don't remember, I don't forget
What won't I forget?

Only glory that is true, they say ...
Wife? - That's not what they called it!
My head is stupid
Thu? sing -»

On potholes - a blizzard,
Before the master - a servant.

(According to sk?myam - sparkling)
With empty hands.

Where is my apple-fruit?
- The lady does not give.

Where is my undel-lik?
- The lady does not order!

I told her: mercy!
Want a little!
inflamed,
Screamed:

- "Soul to you, slave,
I’ll divorce with a bone! ”

The way they rise
Guests - play:
- Oh, damn it!
- Ay yes kralya!

It's like they're spitting
Guests on the ground:
- We must jinx it!
- We must jinx it!

Squirrels - puff,
Finger - poke.
The one - like a pike,
That one is birdlike.

They ask Christ
Saliva pimples.
The one in a dog
The one in a rat.

Zd? - Rovo, godfather!
(P? table - track!)

Zd? - Rovo, toadies!
(Hole, polynyas ...)

Red bath!
Jump, gray hair!
de mol master
herself with her son
told to go out...

"Your eyes are blue,
My thoughts are controversial.
Your eyes are blue
Or maybe black...

Didn't show fever
Swavo, - bloomed modestly.
Head-my-power:
With whom I slept - I do not remember ...

And I would live like an eagle
Duty-free!
Why did the guests come?
What are they called? Who sent?

The guard did not deceive
Swavo, - bloomed modestly.
Head-my-missing:
With whom I slept - I do not remember ...

Who wanders there, wants to climb?
Falcon - ah quail?
Love and n? love my son!
Everyone loves it, but why not?

Didn't take pity
Tvavo, - bloomed modestly.
Head-my-blockages:
Who did you sleep with?

On the banks - blizzard,
Before the master - a servant:
(Jumping on the benches)
Alone, without kanpanya.

Where is my name?
- I did not look from the place!

Where is my lady?
- The metacarpus did not tinkle!

Without a hostess, they say, not dinner,
And she answered: no need!

Not vagabonds, they say, nobles ...
And she answered: you can't!

Here how screamed
spreading out:
- Must be boiled!
Must be boiled!

Yes, how they trumpet
Together, together:
- Must be in scabs!
Must be in scabs!

What a stupas is a scab!
- What a tooth - a gap!
- I swear that forelock!
- I swear you're bald!

Boiler off the face!
- Red fox!
- I swear, bald!
- Hey, mustache!

I'm laying down
(One:) - stinks!
Another: Kurdyuk!
Third: Adam's apple!

Ah well?!

Let's go, cousins!
(Breaking my head
Puffs: a fire in the night!)
- Let's check, kumachi!

Nose with an awl, bone with a drawbar?
Let's write it down! Let's write it down!
Bald? Mouth - blast furnace?
Let's remember! Let's remember!

Everyone would sing
Kab is not a fang?
Hold on brothers!
Hey old man!

Drink the kennel!
Varom!
Went a guy -
I'll be back as a couple!

Pav yes with pa - howl ...

"Your eyes are blue,
- In the nights, in mysteries fed! -
Your eyes are blue
Closing: black.

Black glow those dawns:
Who heard? Who saw?
My head! Oh, grief -
head! Don't give out!

A tree grew - yes from the edge,
It stood, did not touch.
Why was the dress torn off
Colored, terry?

Where is the country-even in which
No husband, no son...
My head! Oh, the mountains
head! - I won't move.

Diven, diven on eyelashes
Snowball not melting!
Why are you crowding around?
Are you pushing under the elbow?

Five days before the deadline.
- Who asks? I won't go out!!! -
My head! Oh, roar -
millstone…”

The middle of the camp is buzzing:
The master is leading the lady.

Shaking along the slopes:
In crystal, in muslin.

Here's to you, geekots-bargaining,
My child-works!

Here's to you, Yarmanka-horde,
My mistress is strict!

Chur - do not feel!
See a mile away!
(eyes dull,
Marble is icy.)

Fully cringe!
Bow down, soul!
Well, mow, brothers,
What is not good?

Here how they burst
Guests groan:
- Good and unbaptized!

What are you craving?
Burnt product!
Unbaptized, unforgiven!

Did you go to church?
- A censer victim?
- Did you work your back?
- Did you beat clones?

One: where is the cross?
Another: blast your forehead!
Such brides
(Third:) to Yerdan!

One: jam!
Other: dead!
Such brides
(Third:) on the rack!

One: wolves!
Another: into the cauldron!
Third: to the temple!
Servant: on the count!

(Bench - gnashing,
In faces - pr? greens)
- Here you are, undead,
The word is right!

(Grazed - molasses,
Eyes - film)
... The word is short,
The word is loud.

Wolf herd!
Flattery foxes!
No need, no need!
Don't - swear!

Be damned!
Wolves! Owls!
It's about to crash
He will drop his son.

(Ochmi eat already,
Drink without glasses!
Barin in turmoil
Barin in thought.

Glass - no bottom,
Around - hari ...
Here, how they burst
Here they hit, -

Here they will howl,
How they rise here:
One: dude!
Another: fetyuk!

How to eat Fetis!
- A little touch - at the seams!
One: loosen up!
Other: screwed up!

For - a number of singles!
Sa - pog l? tan!
Wife in voice:
"Remember your vows!"

The leg reigns!
- He thinks with his back!
Wife sobbing:
"Don't - swear!"

The heart of fear could not bear
The noble blood rose
The word formidable has fallen:

- “Tomorrow they will go to the temple of the Lord
Let's go hand in hand!"
Raised the right.

An:
Zga!
Cock call!
Chud, game,
Undead - to the shore!
Ai -
Yes!

Tables - lope,
Carpets - carpets.
- Farewell, falcon,
Keep your word!

Squirrels - pyalyu,
Mouth - foam.
- Farewell, babe,
Hold the price!

Hurry-rustle-heap - haze!

5. Cherubic

And the horses did not neigh
And the birds didn't sing.
In window rust
Dawn bloomed.

And the hawker does not sip,
And the driver does not carry.
Dawn gray,
Dawn through.

And barely - as if thoughts had an effect -
Above the lady - rustle:
- Wake up, my envy!

And carelessly - as if hesitating with a tear -
Above the lady rattling:
- Wake up, my jealousy!

(Is it not the wind in the grasses?
Is it not ashes in ashes?
Not masters skill
Not a master's voice.)

Far and near
And ringing, and ligature ...
dawn through,
Dawn connections…

And cutting - as if the wind was meeting you -
- Don't go! Don't go!
Answer as a baby!

And weepy - as if a woman were crying -
- Don't go! Don't go!
You will pay with happiness!

I listened: ?zhli?
Downcast: delirious!
- Native! Non-husband!
I love you all!

Not malicious, not false:
For eternity - once!
Alien! Impossible!
I crave all of you!

And tedious - like small children in illness -
- Don't go! Don't go! Don't go! Don't go!

Blinked to the light -
Grey-grey candles.
Quiet Tips
In the master's bedroom.

God save - cry,
God save - dispute:
Quiet conversation
Hidden conversation.

They sit - fair-haired with gray-haired,
Sitting - small with bald.
One voice: I'm going!
Other: Sober up!

Said: go!
Wake up the lady!
(silent fights,
Hidden fights!

Shut up - and again
For an old wound.
One voice: word!
Another voice: drunk!

It hurts them yours
Oath dear!
(Old brada,
H? two game!

nobleman and drunk
Doesn't lie. - Sins-trouble!
- Lay down the sled!
- Spare me! - He said: I'm going!

What a fool you are
Two - Ryan foolishness,
Count Glaze,
Bar figure!

ninth roll,
Tenth swing...
And the old one: no way
Do they call for lunch?

Prickling in the chest...
Behind the windows gray ...
- Wake up your wife!
Harness the horses!

In the field - a glow,
The bedroom is quiet.
- Get up, lady.
Paradise oversleep!

Eyelids - lace:
Sandman? Reality?

Get up man
Rule the will!

Let's go, let's go!
For lunch, for lunch!

P? roll-pok? tim!
To communion, to communion? Stu!

Let's join our forces!
Wake up, godless!

Prince - we'll show ourselves!
Wake up, naughty one!

About you - copper bell!
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

About you, darling prodigal!
We will! We will! We will! We will!

Snowstorm! Snowstorm!
White dove!
Bela is a blizzard!
Bela, white-lip!

Already a blizzard!
No friend, no oak!
Push, blizzard,
Beaver coat!

Shu - mi wider!
You will strike - you will make happy!
Such feasts
Not three, not four!

Aim higher!
What is above is holy!
I sleep, I don't hear
I sleep, I don’t hear, mother -

What's lurking there
Level with the skid?

Willows - branches,
Versts - cold.

Eyebrows - shreds!
Throat - a crack!
- Po - fooled around,
When - it seemed ...

Fistula, blizzard!
Laugh, blindness:
Beauty with a friend -
One fortress!

Whip, chill!
Be patient, meekness!
Wife with husband
One abyss!

Where there are two - do not climb,
Crazy whore!
- “Hey, lordly arrogance!
Don't forget your family!

Away! Not for brothers!
What was - passed!
- "And who am I
Say on u "-

What is dragging there
For skids?
- Must be a little bird.
It froze.

Eyes - charm,
Handles - crossed ...
- By - blizzard,
When - it seemed!

Closer to her husband is molded:
Sugared lamb!
Closer in the fur are quivering
Baby smells:

I'll die, you'll be a child
Native to nurture?
- “Your soul is wild!
Two-faced pride!"

What is spinning
In earrings, in sequins?
- Snowstorm - with a twig
Ko - whips her!

Fully breasted!
Cool shoulder!
- Pona - I thought
When - it seemed!

Rise as dust, rise as dust
Get up memory from the forehead!
Already you are a cross-siding-fork -
Road trip is fate!

And the cold is cold - the bones are cold!
Shawl beavers will not save!
- Look, mow, okay, stand up, mow, okay,
Than snow-white bloom!

What is coal
Burns-beautiful?
The one scared
- The dream is vain!

Terrible beauty!
Sheets - prophetic!
- By - it was freezing,
When - it seemed!

Oh, you birds
The people are ugly!
To jokes, fears!
Walk, miles!

Down with the old
Goat - with k? zel!
my couple
Frozen!

(Grandfather -
jump
In the snow:
Snik).

Write, idols, white?:
Our mercy - the village!

Nod, dear, at the beavers!
Our mercy - slaves!

Whose houses? - Barin's!
Lo - pats? - Barin's!
For - fees? - Barin's!
Re - guys? - Barin's!

My - huts,
Mine are expenses.
Taken by father
Holy to God.

Boots are boots!
Whose legs? - Barin's!
- Serezhki d?rennye,
Whose nights? - Barin's!

My fears
My wheezing
sewn by the king,
Covered by God.

Hey roast geese!
Whose geese? - Barin's!
- Hey, rusty hands!
Whose Rus'? - Barin's!

Already we, the bar,
The people are smart!
Hold on Mary!
My Rus'!

In our village - we are the king!
We want - with a horse to the altar!

With a ko - it, with a sleigh - ami!
With a cart - com, from a horse - ami!

Whose masonry? - Barskaya!
Dodlyadka? - Barskaya!

Pillars red
Whose hut? - Barskaya!

Wali, C grade, no thoughts!
Ours is gold-cast iron!

Holy Trinity apart -
Our brick building!

My taiga prince,
Traveling thief,
Tell me, motherfucker
Whose church? - God's.

His vaults
Yours is clay.
- And I, a loafer,
Thought it was different...

Cocked - chicken,
It's out - the kingdom!
- I'm a fool
I thought - barsk!

Where above the kingdoms is the cross,
Lord's power - a ban.

Where above the kingdoms - boards,
Barskoy will - sunset.

Trickster Guy:
Thought up!
I thought - barin
Out - you fool!

We are already a bar -
Dupes!
Get down, bitch!
Rolled up ...

To vra - there,
In - the temple.

"Come on, berry!
Come on, cherry!
Noah-burden
Beggar brothers.

"Save the righteous...
Save the martyr...
We've been nasty
Finished.

(Blind,
Khromtsy,
Germans, -
Fools).

Altyn
In the palm - past.
Khromtsy - tynom,
Germans: name!

Fingers - agility,
Zenki - gatyu.
- Whom to honor?
- Remember something?

Don't honor me
Don't praise me...
(creaking,
groaning…)

Leave me!
Don't touch me!
(snoring,
Clicking...)

One: with God! other: stop!
Outlandish your cut!

One: give up! - another: Hide!
In health, for peace!

Klu-koy,
Belle is a mom.
Barking. - Hoy.
Or.

Enemy cavalry
The entrance is blocked.

Eye - zishchi - a light!
Ku - mach - under a rag!

Face - to face, near - near:
"Speak up!"

Near - near, live - live:
"Tell me, please..."
?? - "Shoot,
Lynx jumping,
Foxes are roaming!”
Sharakh - a bunch.
Barin - under the arm
Kralyu - to the temple.

"From the face of the wicked"
(For sweetness - flattering!)

"My soul sharpened",
(Own - not saved!)

“In the roof of the wings? yours
Cover me…”
(My morning dawn!
Treasury!)

Robok - step,
Dolu is a ghost.
Blood in the ears:
I'm chilling.

"Slay my soul"
(Pray! Don't listen!)

"My Obsession"
(Pray!) "Explain

me - taco lion
Ready to catch…”
(Is it really
Harsh?

Do not brand me with an extreme seal!)
"Tako skimen, dwell in secrets."

Whisper from the rear, whisper from the edge:
- Whose is this?

Necks - with a vert, eyes - with a stake:
- Whose? Where?

Deeper neck
Shoulder.
Eyes won't pop up:
Candle.

"Sprinkle me with hyssop - I'll be cleansed!"
(To the house cheerful, tall, lush

Where tambourines and harp
And sweetness - without care! ..)
"I will make myself
More than snow!

Cooler - son
To the chest:
The eye will not fail.
- “Come on!

My heart is crumpled in me!
Is the fear of death an attack? on me!”
(Teetotaler! Virgin!
A treasure trove, only to me - a slave!

Divine is your paradise!
Your krin is beautiful!
Sell ​​your son
Leave your husband!

For the princess reigns you
I bet - obviously and voch!)
- "Give me the wings of a dove:
I will fly and sleep!”

splash of wings
Near the shoulders.
Crack wax.
Candle heat.

- "Softer than the butter of their mouth..."
(Teared and thrashed!)
"Sweeter than angels - praise,
But the sword and arrows -

Their words!
And their friendship
The worm is in the bones.

M? zhi blood
And flatter."

(Is it so malicious
This darkness of bone?
Let's ask the girls!

- “Wisdom! - Hurry!

Kovom - whiskey,
Gorom - larynx.
(Okom do not throw up!
Don't look at it!)

Like a bride
Veil ... - Sin is heavy!
- And the forehead does not cross!
And the eye does not seem!

Look at it: speeches
Creates! More beautiful in the coffin!
- Inhuman
Beauty, not ours!

With a child!
- With a boy!
- In a cap!
- In a dress!

(Poke,
whispering
trample,
Backing away.)

Seduction!
- The darkness of Egypt!
“Announcement - shenii,
Get out!”

(Mouth - burning,
In the ears - geekots).
- Ogla - shenny,
Get out!

Light of my Eyes!
Subsoil mistress!
- Announcement,
Izy -

Farewell, sweetheart!
Farewell, sweetie!
Niknet. - Child
Husband - on hand.

Farewell, little one!
Farewell, little one!
It's about to twist
H? - the earth will crash.

Greens… Marine blue…
Creeping… Leaning…
- Just don't roll your eyes.
In the left window!

From the entrance - extreme…
I will not touch ... Tea me! ..-
Wind… Melt…
Secret prayer.

Jealousy, come to me!
Rdenier, come to me!
in the left window,
In eternal fire

Percy - in crimson!
Heart to chest!
Nechelovetsk
Light! - Don't look!

“And - heh - ru - vims!”
Ig - ri - eagle's soup,
Lies - persecuted by ...

"He - ru - vimy tai - but ..."
Thousands, hundreds
Thousands of darkness...

"Like the King of all..."
Hit. - Open the window...
Stklom-ringing, darkness-passion ...

Look, forgetful!
(No way. People are dead.)

Mud - doo, ruddy heart!
Ma - Rus!
?? Looked.

Glass shattered:
Redheads!
Polymem-inferno,
Full flow

Fire - and in expansion
Wing - copy
Furious: - You?!
- I!

Ta - up
The one near:
Coiled,
Soared:

Heat - in the heat,
Fluff - fluff!
Before - mine
Blue fire.

Boris Pasternak - "for the game for your great, for your joys for tender ..."

PART ONE

1M ABOUT LODETS

Sin yes perish - the edge of the village,

The oak collapsed, the cane is intact.

At the widow at that difficult one

Daughter Marusya is cheerful.

How will it go with the yoke -

Churches in ringing, guys in an argument.

Daughter of Marusya blush -

Disgrace to the Trinity!

Let me go mother

Walk with friends

Spin a thin line,

Shake up health.

Slept too much

Under the stone - ore!

- Walk, walk, daughter,

While young!

* * *

Russians are running

They run cool

Silk twisted -

Mine is tougher

Yours is cooler

Marusya has the coolest of all!

Walk faster

Walk higher

Saturated with honey -

Mine is higher

Yours is higher

Marusya is above all!

Our happiness -

Weave, spin,

Okay-in a clubbing-yes in the smooth surface!

- Go more often! -

Doors open:

- Welcome-hello-walk!

Is it not zga

So don't burn

Or not m O boat-fire!

Is it not dawn

Is it not a burglary

Or not a heat-bonfire - but into the house!

Bow to the circle

purse on the table,

From the purse - the treasury with a stream, rain:

- Grab the hem!

- For sweet-for strong

Run, little one!

Falcon, to the tune!

Walk, red girls!

A glass with a rim is poured

Kumach is burning with heat,

Everyone is heading

The people are pouring in.

Burning, bright

Burning, hot

The heat of velvet -

Mine are hotter

Yours are hotter

Marusya has the hottest of all!

Knocking, loud

Rattle, calls,

Restless -

Mine is louder

Yours is louder

Marusya has the loudest of all!

Wipe, Lovers,

Raspberry Lips!

Volhynia, for the wake!

Juice O l, by the dove!

Which one of us go ahead

Alien m O will the boat go?

which of us ahead

Juice O l - will take by the hand?

I'll reach for that

What is between fair-haired - Rusa,

I wrap myself around that

What is between Love - Marusya!

Dance, Masha,

Dance, Glasha,

Yes, in our way -

Mine is more beautiful

Yours is more beautiful

And the guest is the most beautiful of all!

Tremble, boards!

Go, cod!

Wrinkle you none!

Under that - boards,

Under that - boards,

And under m O boat - fire!

Fire there, fire here

The fire itself is the whole fire!

Hands apart

Go fast

Around the birch - a fire.

Mane - askew,

Breath - yar,

Around the chapel - a fire!

Spins, pimples,

Flood, whistle.

Pyshechka! – Food!

A pinch, a pinch.

Oh yeah what!

Oh yes where!

Oh, and silushki to spare!

Oh yeah what!

Oh yes where!

Better cut the veins!

Dance, spin,

Dance, bird,

Grow-grow - en:

To whom - a spade

To whom - a hawk,

To - m O the boat is unknown.

Untracked, unheard -

Breathe, breathe, breathe!

Not good - so dashing!

Whirlwind, whirlwind, whirlwind!

Tvavo gold - pounds,

And me, m O to the boat, lend!

Your raspberry filling -

You are the juice

You are a leaf

I am a rouge knife!

Merit Eater!

Around, around, around!

Not good - so bad!

Around, around, around!

Your skin is silk

That's why I snap.

Your sweetness is hidden -

That's why I swallow.

Near, near

Heart to heart

On - live,

Hey Marusya!

Russian scythe!

Harvest bread!

What staggered

I shook

Al is weak on legs?

From a nutshell

The whole flaw.

Isn't it time for us, doves,

Home?

(Oh, how I am completely bezusova

Yes, in the mouth!

- Take me, Marusya,

To the gate.

* * *

Already you are a scythe-village,

The gate is slanting.

- I suppose we don’t pray to stumps:

The merchant's clerk.

Tea, not for nothing:

I'm calling - at least drop it!

red goods

Also, no doubt!

Our bathhouses are heated,

Our horses are fast.

And the village - what do you need?

Probably - with a bell.

My heart is Russian

Ripe rye -

Heart, Marusya,

Will you marry?

2. LADDER

Dance, mothers,

Kohl is not lazy!

In our house

Great day.

Me, branch

scarlet fruit,

Juice O l takes a wife!

- Did he tell you where?

- Eyes-hair as pitch!

- Did he tell you which one?

One heart for two!

- Your sweets are urgent,

Your heart is blind.

Throw him, daughter,

On a button - a loop.

My word is true

My heart is sighted.

Go hold your heart

Unroll the ball.

* * *

And dance!

Three Volga unraveled!

Oh, hurry!

One heart for two!

“You’re an apple-not-bitten-fruit!”

Take me, Marusya,

To the gate.

goodbye little birdie

My scared!

(She is a loop -

Yes to the button).

dream unfulfilled,

Goodbye!

(And the thread

The village stretches).

* * *

Through the ditches

Over the fences

- Month on the right -

Past the logs

By the barns

Past the shutters

By potholes-

crushed move,

Thief-stealer.

Don't trip

My thread, do not break

Newbie, don't roll

Ball, unwind!

along the ravines,

in the backyards,

With a sound mind,

vigilant eye,

By azure-

nooks and crannies,

With a sigh,

echoing heart -

My friend, don't freak out!

Ball, unwind!

Through the game swan

Am I on occasion?

Through the game swan

Am I on occasion - I'm going?

Heart is on the left

Moon on the right

Past the royal

past fish

past the row

around the church fence

To the main entrance:

Locked gate.

* * *

No soul, no breath.

Look at the ladder on the side.

Sneaky, with caution

On the ladder - a cat:

Our friend is standing

Gnawing upo -

Oh Marusya! The blood is full O whip-fear!

Yes, how it sighs here, how it slams here - yes, how

Through the square

- Moon left -

Past God

past the anger

Down the ditches

- Veins buzzing -

Heart on the right

Heart everywhere

By potholes-

shaft-varom,

Already grip

Betrothed! - Look back

Get used to your mansions

Following the church with a thief, with a coffin,

With God, with thunder!

Through the stump-deck - top,

Through the dark swamp - next,

Herd-flies-flood,

Cast iron-rattles-iron,

Stomps through the stump,

gate A mi clapping.

Drive, rob

Forehead forward:

A dead man with a coffin behind a hump!

Mo - fox

A dead man with a coffin on his hump!

* * *

What did you see, daughter?

What did you hear, baby?

What is the sweetheart's house like?

- With a cross roof.

* * *

- Why, daughter, pale?

Why, daughter, sweaty?

- The village is Evona!

Stomped through the stump!

- Pirk yes for the wedding!

Wave your handkerchief!

Why are you crying, daughter?

- Yes, with pleasure, mother.

Reviews of the works of Marina Tsvetaeva Tsvetaeva Marina

Y. Aikhenvald Rec.: Marina Tsvetaeva Well done: Tale (76)

Y. Aikhenwald

Editor: Marina Tsvetaeva

Well done: Tale (76)

This tale is written in verse and written in such a way that it is difficult to understand. This is not due to the reader's lack of understanding, but to the book's lack of understanding. Apparently, the storyteller herself holds this opinion; that is why she comes to the aid of her reader in his predicament and in one footnote she stipulates: “refers to Marusa”, and in another footnote she stipulates: “her questions, the answers are master's”. These explanations are necessary because the text does not speak for itself. It is kind of the author to give such explanations, but we would prefer the clarity of the text itself. After all, a fairy tale, a fairy tale-fold, especially has no right to demand tension from us, and we want to perceive it easily, and we want it to be simple and transparent. It is not for nothing that "Well Done" is dedicated to Boris Pasternak, one of the darkest poets of our time. But there is a logic of meaning and there is a logic of sounds. If the first is often absent from Marina Tsvetaeva, or at least hides from the reader, then the second is completely inherent in our poetess. Mrs. Tsvetaeva bathes luxuriously in sounds, in the elements of the Russian language or excessive Russianism; and some sounds in her draw others with them - with some kind of necessity. Thus, “Well done” is phonetically justified and you often hear and listen with pleasure to its self-sufficient sound - for example, this: “what is the master? gossip? rampaging? skewer? careless about life? tenderly with a flower; my color is a foundling, my heat is in my palms, my prince is a recluse, a red saucer. If, in addition to sounds, you also want to receive semantic pleasure, then for this, refine all your attention and understanding.

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K. Balmont Marina Tsvetaeva (26) Along with Anna Akhmatova, Marina Tsvetaeva currently occupies a leading position among Russian poetesses. Her original verse, complete inner freedom, lyrical strength, genuine sincerity and real femininity of moods

From the book Death of Marina Tsvetaeva author Kudrova Irma

I. Ehrenburg Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva (30) Proud gait, high forehead, short brace-cut hair, maybe a daring lad, maybe just a touchy young lady? Reading poetry, sings the last word lines ending with a patter. The boy sings well, violent songs

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E. Shklyar Rec.: Marina Tsvetaeva The Tsar Maiden: A Fairy Tale Poem. Pb. - Berlin: Epoch, 1922 (48) Many, even very talented, writers and poets have one major drawback, namely: the lack of a sense of proportion. They do not understand that what they may not think is enough.

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B. Gusman Marina Tsvetaeva (50) Centuries-old layers moved from their place, the whole world frothed and boiled on the hot flame of wars and revolutions, “a world nomad began,” says Marina Tsvetaeva, “only her soul did not move, did not foam and boiled, and this is her pathos. World

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A. Sventitsky Rec.: Marina Tsvetaeva The Tsar Maiden: A Fairy Tale Poem / Fig. D. Mitrokhina. M .: Gosizdat, 1922 (64) Like a young wife - yes, an old husband, A muzzle with a pumpkin, lives in a ball, breathes - the tower trembles ... Apparently, a fairy tale for children younger age- and the beginning of the poem and pictures of Mitrokhin

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S. Bobrov Rec.: Marina Tsvetaeva The Tsar Maiden: A Fairy Tale Poem. Moscow: Gosizdat, 1922; Craft: Book of poems. M.-Berlin: Helikon, 1923(68) Perhaps, only with these two books begins the serious history of M.I. Tsvetaeva as a poet. Her first, almost childish performance (“Evening

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V. Amfiteatrov Rec.: Marina Tsvetaeva Prague: Flame, 1924(79) The limit of infernality in Russian folklore is “the love of a dead man” (a gloomy theme, with its last misfortune, the passion of its impermissibility, and the impermissibility of its passion, seducing so many

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V. Amfiteatrov Rec.: Marina Tsvetaeva Prague: Flame, 1924 (80) "Mr? Lodets" - the most suitable verses for dancing to the recitation, once intensively promoted in Moscow by Mr. Alexander Struve: This is a continuous dance, where rhythm and tempo rule inseparably,

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A. Rudin Rec.: Marina Tsvetaeva Prague: Flame, 1924 (83) We should be grateful to our dear Russian poetess for the powerful gift of getting used to all the subtleties and peculiarities of folk speech, who in a beautiful arrangement gave us a fairy tale about a girl who fell in love with a ghoul. After all, we

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M. Osorgin Poet Marina Tsvetaeva (85) Marina Tsvetaeva, who recently moved from Prague to Paris, will perform on February 6th at an evening of her poetry. It will be interesting to listen to the poems performed by the author. Marina Tsvetaeva is an interesting and not public poet. If I say that,

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A. Chernova In the fire-blue Review: Marina Tsvetaeva The young man: A fairy tale. Prague: Flame, 1924(89) It was not the wind that shook the gray mountains. The twelfth hour hums in the marbles. The roll of the twelfth hour is the roll of fate. And under the sign of rock - the whole poem by M. Tsvetaeva "Mr? Lodets." The story is soldered with links of songs -

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D. Svyatopolk-Mirsky Review: Marina Tsvetaeva Prague: Flame, 1924(96) A significant event in Russian literature of the last two or three years is the extraordinary, one might say, unexpected, growth of Marina Tsvetaeva's poetic skill. Since 1922, when her

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D. Svyatopolk-Mirsky Review: Marina Tsvetaeva. M? Lodets: Fairy Tale Prague: Flame, 1924 (97) Marina Tsvetaeva's first books were published back in 1910 and 1912. But after that she did not publish anything for ten years, and only in 1922 were several books of her poems published simultaneously, written during the war years and

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A. Chernova Review: Marina Tsvetaeva. New Year's (127) In "New Year's", as in many recent works by M. Tsvetaeva, there is a tendency to harshness of words and rhymes, to the rejection of images in the name of thought, the absence of length and poetic water, sometimes leading to a certain dryness. But if

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M. Slonim Marina Tsvetaeva (146) It can be said that there is no Russian poet around whom there would be more controversy than around the name of Tsvetaeva. Some believe that she is the greatest lyricist of the post-revolutionary era; others are outraged, claiming that her poems and poems are meaningless

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Marina Tsvetaeva<Письмо И. В. Сталину>The text published below was offered to the reader's attention twice - in versions slightly different from each other. The first was Lev Mnukhin's publication in the Parisian newspaper Russkaya Mysl (No. 3942 of August 21, 1992) under the title

Boris Pasternak - "for the game for your great, for your joys for tender ..."

PART ONE

1M ABOUT LODETS

Sin yes perish - the edge of the village,

The oak collapsed, the cane is intact.

At the widow at that difficult one

Daughter Marusya is cheerful.

How will it go with the yoke -

Churches in ringing, guys in an argument.

Daughter of Marusya blush -

Disgrace to the Trinity!

Let me go mother

Walk with friends

Spin a thin line,

Shake up health.

Slept too much

Under the stone - ore!

- Walk, walk, daughter,

While young!

* * *

Russians are running

They run cool

Silk twisted -

Mine is tougher

Yours is cooler

Marusya has the coolest of all!

Walk faster

Walk higher

Saturated with honey -

Mine is higher

Yours is higher

Marusya is above all!

Our happiness -

Weave, spin,

Okay-in a clubbing-yes in the smooth surface!

- Go more often! -

Doors open:

- Welcome-hello-walk!

Is it not zga

So don't burn

Or not m O boat-fire!

Is it not dawn

Is it not a burglary

Or not a heat-bonfire - but into the house!

Bow to the circle

purse on the table,

From the purse - the treasury with a stream, rain:

- Grab the hem!

- For sweet-for strong

Run, little one!

Falcon, to the tune!

Walk, red girls!

A glass with a rim is poured

Kumach is burning with heat,

Everyone is heading

The people are pouring in.

Burning, bright

Burning, hot

The heat of velvet -

Mine are hotter

Yours are hotter

Marusya has the hottest of all!

Knocking, loud

Rattle, calls,

Restless -

Mine is louder

Yours is louder

Marusya has the loudest of all!

Wipe, Lovers,

Raspberry Lips!

Volhynia, for the wake!

Juice O l, by the dove!

Which one of us go ahead

Alien m O will the boat go?

which of us ahead

Juice O l - will take by the hand?

I'll reach for that

What is between fair-haired - Rusa,

I wrap myself around that

What is between Love - Marusya!

Dance, Masha,

Dance, Glasha,

Yes, in our way -

Mine is more beautiful

Yours is more beautiful

And the guest is the most beautiful of all!

Tremble, boards!

Go, cod!

Wrinkle you none!

Under that - boards,

Under that - boards,

And under m O boat - fire!

Fire there, fire here

The fire itself is the whole fire!

Hands apart

Go fast

Around the birch - a fire.

Mane - askew,

Breath - yar,

Around the chapel - a fire!

Spins, pimples,

Flood, whistle.

Pyshechka! – Food!

A pinch, a pinch.

Oh yeah what!

Oh yes where!

Oh, and silushki to spare!

Oh yeah what!

Oh yes where!

Better cut the veins!

Dance, spin,

Dance, bird,

Grow-grow - en:

To whom - a spade

To whom - a hawk,

To - m O the boat is unknown.

Untracked, unheard -

Breathe, breathe, breathe!

Not good - so dashing!

Whirlwind, whirlwind, whirlwind!

Tvavo gold - pounds,

And me, m O to the boat, lend!

Your raspberry filling -

You are the juice

You are a leaf

I am a rouge knife!

Merit Eater!

Around, around, around!

Not good - so bad!

Around, around, around!

Your skin is silk

That's why I snap.

Your sweetness is hidden -

That's why I swallow.

Near, near

Heart to heart

On - live,

Hey Marusya!

Russian scythe!

Harvest bread!

What staggered

I shook

Al is weak on legs?

From a nutshell

The whole flaw.

Isn't it time for us, doves,

Home?

(Oh, how I am completely bezusova

Yes, in the mouth!

- Take me, Marusya,

To the gate.

* * *

Already you are a scythe-village,

The gate is slanting.

- I suppose we don’t pray to stumps:

The merchant's clerk.

Tea, not for nothing:

I'm calling - at least drop it!

red goods

Also, no doubt!

Our bathhouses are heated,

Our horses are fast.

And the village - what do you need?

Probably - with a bell.

My heart is Russian

Ripe rye -

Heart, Marusya,

Will you marry?

2. LADDER

Dance, mothers,

Kohl is not lazy!

In our house

Great day.

Me, branch

scarlet fruit,

Juice O l takes a wife!

- Did he tell you where?

- Eyes-hair as pitch!

- Did he tell you which one?

One heart for two!

- Your sweets are urgent,

Your heart is blind.

Throw him, daughter,

On a button - a loop.

My word is true

My heart is sighted.

Go hold your heart

Unroll the ball.

* * *

And dance!

Three Volga unraveled!

Oh, hurry!

One heart for two!

“You’re an apple-not-bitten-fruit!”

Take me, Marusya,

To the gate.

goodbye little birdie

My scared!

(She is a loop -

Yes to the button).

dream unfulfilled,

Goodbye!

(And the thread

The village stretches).

* * *

Through the ditches

Over the fences

- Month on the right -

Past the logs

By the barns

Past the shutters

By potholes-

crushed move,

Thief-stealer.

Don't trip

My thread, do not break

Newbie, don't roll

Ball, unwind!

along the ravines,

in the backyards,

With a sound mind,

vigilant eye,

By azure-

nooks and crannies,

With a sigh,

echoing heart -

My friend, don't freak out!

Ball, unwind!

Through the game swan

Am I on occasion?

Through the game swan

Am I on occasion - I'm going?

Heart is on the left

Moon on the right

Past the royal

past fish

past the row

around the church fence

To the main entrance:

Locked gate.

* * *

No soul, no breath.

Look at the ladder on the side.

Sneaky, with caution

On the ladder - a cat:

Our friend is standing

Gnawing upo -

Oh Marusya! The blood is full O whip-fear!

Yes, how it sighs here, how it slams here - yes, how

Through the square

- Moon left -

Past God

past the anger

Down the ditches

- Veins buzzing -

Heart on the right

Heart everywhere

By potholes-

shaft-varom,

Already grip

Betrothed! - Look back

Get used to your mansions

Following the church with a thief, with a coffin,

With God, with thunder!

Through the stump-deck - top,

Through the dark swamp - next,

Herd-flies-flood,

Cast iron-rattles-iron,

Stomps through the stump,

gate A mi clapping.

Drive, rob

Forehead forward:

A dead man with a coffin behind a hump!

Mo - fox

A dead man with a coffin on his hump!

* * *

What did you see, daughter?

What did you hear, baby?

What is the sweetheart's house like?

- With a cross roof.

* * *

- Why, daughter, pale?

Why, daughter, sweaty?

- The village is Evona!

Stomped through the stump!

- Pirk yes for the wedding!

Wave your handkerchief!

Why are you crying, daughter?

- Yes, with pleasure, mother.

3. TO THE GATE A X

That over the dawning mother

Above treasure:

- Water the crust with a tear

Widow's business!

Weave, gold,

Bazaar in the hair!

I suppose m O boat-fire

I've been waiting!

* * *

Flattering in body

Wild gaze:

Why don't you look into your eyes?

(In the temples - a knock,

trembling in the veins)

Why don't you come closer?

You are my broken blood,

* * *

The girls are spinning around

They chirp, indulge.

And Marusya is stupid,

Doesn't want to, persists.

- Your soul is wild!

Double pride!

Shame, poke a finger,

They roar, they are zealous.

– Al will bite

(Already Marusya is a small step).

– Al will choke

(Already Marusya - from them).

I wouldn't go if it wasn't for fear.

Step and step - at the gate.

* * *

- Write, girl, n A white:

Did you climb the stairs?

Puffs, eyes - glasses:

- Did you rumble with a parry?

- Was-seen? - No.

- Well, you know, sister,

(I myself am whiter than a canvas,

Sniffling, tearing the collar).

Tomorrow my brother will die.

Tooth on spade -

As said -

So gone.

* * *

And the mother from the bridge:

- How did you get married?

What did you treat-treat?

- Riddles, fears.

- What, daughter, are you frowning?

Dark is your confession.

- On cross street

He promised to build a house.

- Finish as you started!

- You will dance, wooers!

Why are you crying, daughter?

- Yes, with pleasure, mother!

* * *

The yard sleeps, the house sleeps,

The smoke is sleeping over the mound,

The dog sleeps, the goose also sleeps:

- Marus, and Marus!

Save my life!

Sister, wake up!

The king sleeps, the thief also sleeps.

- Stand up, stand on guard!

Angry, scary and naked.

Aspen stake,

Sister, get ready!

Save my blood!

Crawling - through the path,

Steady - at the gate,

A gate - a creak ...

"Sister, you're dead!"

Your wedding feast is fierce,

your fiancé at -

wants to get up;

Shoulders - puddle.

- Get up, daughter!

Brother bad!

- It dries like a bee!

Worm sharpens!

- Get up, soul.

Wants to give!

Here's how it jumps:

- Blood! Blood in the house!

- Pray, daughter:

The brother died.

* * *

The brother lies, hides the squirrels

Under blue eyelids.

Washed brother, dressed brother,

Mother went to the priest.

good sister to you

Was: pants pl A thany.

Where will I rush? where will I hide?

The whole neck is stained!

Priests will dress with incense,

Oncoming censers.

Where will I rush? where do i go?

After all, three are your candles!

Is there anyone? – Chu!

Blew out the candle.

Otzo - hang!

Two surrendered at once

With a wheeze, with a cry through the stump-count-ruts.

4. SECOND GATE A

Like a terrible judgment

The legs carry themselves.

Silence and darkness everywhere.

Light is in the last hut.

And - the jamb is familiar! -

Right into the dance - in a sheaf.

At once the dance became:

Sigh, groan, cry.

The hand is frozen

They squirt water.

Buzz, buzz

Crowd, rabble.

Alien right here

Worth an odal.

- Well, mow, girls, -

Stepped towards the body.

Looks. - She raised her eyes, - Sela.

Gets up, exactly in a nap

Heavy, unknown.

- My brother is dead.

- Poor! Poor!

You are a gray willow! -

Lullkay, cherish.

Them O first boat:

- Kingdom of heaven!

You are my rye-unbroken-honey,

Take me, Marusya, to the gate!

Wind and willows.

Listen, heart!

We kindly ask!

Mercy of heaven!

I'll get up with an interrogation -

Don't give up!

Drop your trick!

Heart, I swear

I will crumble into ashes

I won't be back!

(Hands are clenched,

Legs are aching).

our brother

They cover the truth!

To the core

My heart is sick!

Know that you are innocent

Know that you are unwilling!

Himself in your hands

Heart, I give!

Cross to me and key to me:

I won't be back!

Lute your sir!

Lut your ruddy!

Midnight as it strikes

I look like a wolf -

“I know whose they say

Blood in your veins!”

All up to me

Drops and lay out -

And break

All of our union.

Wind in the gates -

I won't be back!

Not just your life

In my hands, heart, I hold:

Yesterday I killed my brother

Today mother zagra -

From the bell tower - fight.

Every now and again

up to twelve times.

Breathing over the soul:

Tell me, did you follow?

They tremble, they came together.

- Do you know my life?

Eyes sky-breathing.

- Was-seen? - No.

- Well, you know, blind,

(Pyky took off his shoulder,

Puffs, hits the ground)

“Mom is going to die.”

Tooth on spade -

As said -

So gone.

* * *

And towards, with the wind, something:

- We will never part!

- So that your every thought

Come true, my star!

- Three days as we know him:

Building a second house!

- It's very generous!

Enough land!

- Will you take it with you, daughter?

- I'll come, mother!

* * *

Dol - ha night - ka,

Long boring night!

- Daughter! Daughter!

Are the dogs all let down?

Al little step

Won't you step for your mother?

Daughter! Daughter!

Are the gates firmly locked?

Dy - shi ti - she!

Bring - grex n A soul!

I sleep, I don't hear

I sleep, I don’t hear, mother!

Dol - ha night,

Long bad night.

- Daughter! Daughter!

To the sorceress for a potion!

Kol yes bump

To my earthly thoughts!

Daughter! Daughter!

Who is at the gate A breaking?

Not mine! Alien!

Iron grip!

I sleep, I don't hear

I sleep, I don’t hear, mother!

Dol - ha night,

Long doomsday night.

- Daughter! Daughter!

Goodbye! I've been ruined!

By oneself

I'll die, hurry up, r O bottom!

Daughter! Daughter!

Goodbye! Sold by you!

Sip, puff!

Hurry! - Force-onslaught!

I sleep, I don't hear

I sleep, I don’t hear, ma -

* * *

Mother lies motionless,

In the snow savanna dressed up:

Eyes - unopened bowls -

Printed in nickels:

Depressed.

Hidden.

In order for you to cover your eyes,

So that the daughter is not tormented:

Secretive.

So that, kites over carrion,

They didn’t look at their daughter:

In shrouds.

In incense.

And we do not need to torture those fears.

An and on the floor - a penny.

And we don’t need to go to that house - with our foot.

An and on the floor - the other.

Know not full

Your anger - O death.

Sleeping on the right

Looking left.

5. UNDER THE THRESHOLD

Already dancing, dancing!

Already stomp, stomp!

All heads are oil

Red, sweaty.

splash handkerchiefs,

Clamps.

One only widows.