Текст песни дина журавлёва - поэма холодного лета

Poem cold summer

№1

cold summer
elastic rock.
you do not fondle
mystery grin.
we equivalent
omnivorous separation.
stoskovana skin
stoskovany hands
Advertising stoskovny
faces and walls
and megaukrytiya
secondary.
I strike a song -
if a match in the wrist
I was really perish
the bitter happiness
So that happened
in a non-our consciousness
so here uzhilos
and so it will be with us.
My inevitable
my joy of body
my joy of spirit
immodest boldness
and here - it comes
by Miles stole
and here comes
Statement on the heel.
you overdo
I like the soup -
arrogant sleight
naive nature.
and these poems
not confession
and these poems
All punishment.
I have every shtrishok
overwrites and rezhu
at the very root of a
under the most under the rod.

all. all. and - six months
as it did not happen.
whale prowess
in the forest over.

17. 06. 2014

№2

I do not know how to drink wine
I drink wine - languid ghost
I drink wine - only you
Only you and capricious
and only with you on an equal footing
how Chogori - Qomolangma
as the edelweiss - the roof of the world
as a burnt offering - Bruno.
That's how you - a glass of
very, very - did not go on.
and my leaky caftan
hanging on me as if on purpose.
and as luck would I disappeared
March 2 scheme ...
It was white and damask curtains -
in the theorem -
billiards and beauty of the smoking room
and you're in the small screen white.
and soot difference fathoms
I boldly timid
I breathed your wrist
and thought - what would
possibly happen again
and does not happen - forget.
and said the witch
at various different Meria ...

I do not know how to drink wine
I do not know how to drink wine.

№3

where friends? -
I can not speak.
where the family? -
can not speak
20 years behind the wall
vow
I did 20 years
no.
shadow - the trap
I'm a fool and drunk
You - the trap
I'm drunk again.
what awaits us
just the opposite
that lives -
else sings.

gdё friends? -
where there is no me.
no end -
I can not find the person.
I wanted -
but not too bold.
I am a poet
folded in an envelope.
I Manual
I earth-earth.
afraid to live
not afraid to grieve.
yesterday you.
I - it's time, it's time.
turn away
and snis-not snis.

lonely
I will not take an expert in
where friends? -
that can not be known.

15. 06. 2014

№4.

This sandy-sandy
chills
in this Velcro and slimy
nutshell
We embroider difficult
drawings
I live out the penultimate
day.

My God - this is the end -
not the beginning
as long as enough courage
not intoxicated
the essence of courage as oil
cut
teak and despair wait
berth

I do not have cynicism
Listen
what dreamed North
sea
it was a disaster for one
of the stories.
Eat and more desperate
Eat!

not vpletёtsya - shatter
wind -
Do not you know it
adventures! -
hello end and the beginning
similarities
but not My
not my chilled
morning.

13. 06. 2014