Текст песни Владимир Васильев - И ты, войдя ноябрьским днём

Carefree, idle silence
All items
Lies and hangs on the wall
A bad omen.
As if still then,
Far away somewhere,
And you're entering November day,
Given summer.

Once all the air. All!
Through your breathing,
And muslin sounding words
Tait recognition.
And over the sofa, amazed,
Hot whisper
All rustles yesterday,
All we are waiting for something.

And a plane mirror, sorrow,
As teleomut,
Blinking your way,
Storing and remembering.
A glass of dreams
Hands fluttering,
And on the lips burn farewell -
Lip touch.

More on all of your printing,
But, as icons,
Saints faces grief
Eye socket window,
And there, the stairs deaf
Already, almost inaudibly,
Timidly rustling drafts
Steps Shakes.
             1980
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