Юрий Шестаков – Тремор Души (страница 15)

Только высился БАМ,

И картёжников ложь.

Слышал, выли снега,

Были белыми горки-могилы,

Лагеря заносила пурга,

И простыла тальником ива.

Стлаником стелется снег,

Где-то вдали магистрали,

Кончился мыслимый век,

Сожжены тех моментов скрижали.

Goodbye, Highway Mountain

For the past times, here was a closed door,

And behind that door, there was a freedom,

Oak, the land, and mighty thy light,

Now all this was gone

Probably, forever.

Mountain gates, the door was inclosed,

And only heather suffering lives

There, over highway of blackest outlive.

Forgetness

I truly don’t want to forget

Something to make me, (bitter)

The choices, words and regrets,

And the long distance way, me

to now choosing and spread.

I now something, but now forgot,

Forbidden reasons, feelings, today –

all now gone and sharply stop

every time we choosing this way.

I don’t want to forget anywhere where I’ve gone,

trains, winter and summer – fall.

I made my foolishness met, on my own

And my foolishness made me an armor – out of all,

what

I don’t want to forget…

Apple tree

If I have a rain in my soul

pastoral making sunrising timefall

What falling in reverse

Returning to the sky,

to the mother

Which I can’t go back to

And to the moon

I turn my gaze

While the green sleeves

turning white

And the tearful mother

hides her eyes

Inhuman being

Lucifer wake up in morning

In horror,

And see – all of the world is burning

On sorrow.

No more heaven, no more

And the lights through the clouds.

He don’t see anymore,

Only dark, only rudeness.

A futility world, a futility flame,

A futility souls, they want gain,

A forgiveness, access to the stairs,

A future in heaven, not here.

Lucifer woke up in morning

In sorrow

And see – all his world is burning

In horror.