Bysnasumar

YA tverzhu zaklinan'e na vysokom holme
YA tverzhu zaklinan'e posredi bolot
YA zhdu, chto kto-to ko mne pridet
Kto-to pridet i pomozhet mne
     Slova zaklinan'ya na divo prosty
     Ih moshch' bol'shej chast'yu skryta ot nas
     Szadi zashevelilis' kusty
     Pozhaluj, est' smysl povtorit' eshche raz:
          Come in the stillness
          Come in the night
          Come soon
          And bring your delight
          Beckoning, beckoning left hand and right
          Ye come here

YA tverzhu zaklinan'e u kornej sosny
YA tverzhu zaklinan'e u dupla duba
So storony ya vyglyazhu glupo,
Ho kto zdes' smotrit so storony?
     V vozduhe zapah smoly plyvet
     Sosny molcha vzirayut na nas
     Leshij poshel v svoj nochnoj obhod
     Pozhaluj, est' smysl povtorit' eshche raz:
          Come in the stillness
          Come in the night
          Come soon
          And bring your delight
          Beckoning, beckoning left hand and right
          Ye come here

YA tverzhu zaklinan'e u zhurchashchej reki
YA tverzhu ego gladi lunnyh ozer
Luna na vode risuet znachki
Ih prochtet tot, chej glaz oster
     Hezhatsya rusalki v trave-murave
     Zovut k sebe skorotat' do utra
     CH'i eto ruki na moej golove?
     Pozhaluj, est' smysl povtorit' eshche raz:
          Come in the stillness
          Come in the night
          Come soon
          And bring your delight
          Beckoning, beckoning left hand and right
          Ye come here

YA tverzhu zaklinan'e na nochnoj doroge
Oshchushchaya, kak blizitsya k koncu noch'
Heuzheli nikto ne pridet mne pomoch'?
Otkuda zhe zhdat' mne togda podmogi?
     O tom, chto ya delayu v lesnoj nochi,
     Rasskazhu ya lyubomu, kto sumeet sprosit'
     Ih net? Ty ne videl? togda molchi
     YA videl, znayu i mogu govorit'.

{1987}
(c) Stepan M. Pechkin 1996
Last-modified: Fri, 02 May 1997 13:23:06 GMT