Crane's Cry
I meet your eyes,
We haven’t talked about love
For a long time already.
I shall tell you about it
With night rain,
And you, with the rustle of leaves.
I shall cry with a wedge of cranes:
“I love you!”
And shall answer with a head wind:
“I love you.”
No, I have enough words,
Like spring has enough flowers,
But no word can express
That of all luminaries that I loved,
Only the Moon can be compared to
you.
I shall cry with a wedge of cranes:
“I love you!”
And shall answer with a head wind:
“I love you.”
Let winds, rains, and cry of bird
flocks far away
Be our talking about love...
...And I shall answer with a head
wind:
“I love you...”
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Lullaby
Sleep, my baby-boy, fall asleep.
Let you see nice dreams –
A small pink elephant in the garden...
Hushaby...
Sleep, my baby-girl, fall asleep.
Let you see nice dreams –
A small golden fish in the pond...
Hushaby...
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Jamaica
Jamaica! Jamaica!
When it seemed to me, that I'll burn
out under your sun
The could slake with spring water
But how can the cool off my heart,
Which burns in the flame of passion!
Jamaica, Jamaica,
The left you for to day to forget her
beautiful lips…
Today you see me returning like to
penanceing soul
This look of mistic woman, the eyes
of madonna,
Which entices everybody to ruin, the
can't forget them…
Jamaica, Jamaica
Under your wonderful tropical sky
would like to live and the die
Jamaica! Jamaica! Jamaica!
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I Repeat Your Name
I repeat your name at nights in silent
darkness
When stars gather at a moonlit
water-place
At this time I seem to myself an
emptiness of sounds and pain
A mad clock singing involuntarily
about the past
I repeat your name at nights in silent
darkness
And it sounds so distant as it has
never been
This name is more distant than stars
and more sad than a weary rain
I am so scared to seem a clock
singing involuntarily about the past
I repeat your name at nights in silent
darkness
Will I start loving you again like we
used to love?
And what will become of my love? It
will be pure and bright, I know
I am so scared to seem a clock
singing involuntarily about the past
I repeat your....
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Angel Without a Wing
I am returning to my childhood.
I see the days flying back.
I am breaking my heart,
It aches to walk all alone.
I am like an angel without a wing.
Why did you hurt me?
Among the stars, the hell of bitter
tears
Was blown away by the wind.
Though there are shivers on my skin,
My tears are glittering with light.
You should know I’ll remain the
same -
A pure angel from heaven.
I am like an angel without a wing.
Why did you hurt me?
Among the stars, the hell of bitter
tears
Was blown away by the wind.
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Old Calendar
I look at an old calendar,
Which counted off a year of my life.
How much suffering, disappointment,
and adversity
I had last year!
The old calendar hangs before me.
Each date in it is printed in black.
All the year, somebody’s shadow
Hung over me even on Sundays.
The old calendar looks into my eyes
And speaks with me silently.
I remember my past life,
And my soul is burning of these
memories.
I look at the old calendar,
Which counted off a year of my life,
And my eyes fill with tears
When I think about my future.
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Small Prince
On my planet, which is just a little
larger than me,
There are only three volcanoes and
grass and nothing more.
I watch the sunset forty-three times a
day.
Please draw me a lamb – it will be like
a brother to me.
My planet lacks even toads
But has a plenty of baobab seeds.
If a baobab grows here, I’ll die of
melancholy,
And my planet will be torn to pieces
by the baobab roots.
There is a fantastically beautiful
flower on my planet,
It has thorns, but they are not a
barrier for power,
And my brother-lamb will eat it,
having understood nothing.
Please draw an armor for my flower.
I’m a small prince.
I’m so lonely
In the sea of passions,
In the world of anxiety.
I have seen many planets already,
But none of them turned out to be
better than mine.
I have got tired of my planet and
decided to flow away
Together with migratory birds
In order to see the world.
I was flying above the Earth, rising
higher and higher.
I was shouting to them, but nobody
heard me.
The surrounding world is full of
thriving lie, vanity, and vices,
And everybody has a fixed time for
life.
My fairy flower turned out to be an
ordinary rose,
And the lines of my wonderful verses
were just a prose.
I’m a small prince.
I’m so lonely
In the sea of passions,
In the world of anxiety.
I have seen many planets already,
But none of them turned out to be
better than mine.
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Poplar
At the crossing of two roads
I stand like a poplar in the wind.
Again I failed to do this
And I’ve lost my final game.
It seems I am not like others:
I laugh where one should cry,
I walk in the opposite direction,
I don’t ask, don’t believe, and don’t
fear...
I don’t ask, don’t believe, and don’t
fear...
There is no one I should blame,
There is no one I should forgive.
I know I can change nothing,
Therefore I will not promise what I
can’t do.
There is no sense in waiting
When a new trouble comes.
I’ll take a one-way ticket
And fly away forever,
And fly away forever.
Somewhere in the depth of my heart
Sparkles of fire are burning down.
There is no reason for deep offense.
There is just no place for me here,
There is just no place for me here.
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Sage
Once upon a time there lived a
great sage
Who used to say:
“Some day everything will end.
You needn’t puzzle over your fate, -
Everybody who can patiently wait
Will get everything in due time.”
He lived placidly in a hut
Among beautiful rocks
And tried to learn the meaning of life,
Looking at the stars in silence.
He was always alone
‘Cause he couldn’t stand people
And lived believing in miracles.
He lived in this way far from vanity
ten years,
And all this time he believed
That all his great dreams would be
realized.
One warm summer day
He suddenly became fantastically
rich:
When planting an apple-tree,
He discovered a buried treasure.
Some time after, he built a palace
among the rocks
But still repeated:
“Some day everything will end.
You needn’t puzzle over your fate, -
Everybody who can patiently wait
Will get everything in due time.
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Princess
She wanted to describe
How the sun dies when sets,
How freely she breathes while it is in
the sky
And how bitterly she cries lying in
the bed at night.
She wanted to write
About all unrealized dreams of the
world,
About ships that put out to sea long
ago
And about sailors looking sadly
At the horses running at large.
Princess, don’t stand at the window.
Princess, don’t cry for nothing.
The winter will again give way to
spring,
And the nature will blossom as
usually.
But she had not enough dreams,
And her life consisted of only frozen
and broken-up words
And was too poor in colors
To make her paint a picturesque
portrait.
She considered herself more tender
than night
And more beautiful than the moon
And couldn’t understand
How she had got to a sinful earth
From a beautiful mysterious land.
Princess, don’t stand at the window.
Princess, don’t cry for nothing.
The winter will again give way to
spring, And the nature will blossom
as usually.
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Autumn Leaf
(this song was earlier released in the
album “Mama”)
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The Poplar (Topol')
At the crossing of two roads
I stand like a poplar in the wind
Again I failed to do it
I've lost my final game
It seems I am not like others
I laugh where I should cry
I walk in the opposite direction
I don't ask, don't believe, don't fear
I don't ask, don't believe, don't fear
There is no one I could blame
There is no one I should forgive
I know I can change nothing
Why promise what I can't fulfil?
There is no sense waiting
Till a new trouble comes
I'll take a one-way ticket
And fly away forever
And fly away forever
Somewhere deep in my soul
Sparkles of fire are burning down
No offence, no hard feelings...
There is no place for me here
There is no place for me here
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