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Boringness

Late autumn: cold and slippery like a dead fish.
Chilling air blows in my face
While snowflakes jump under my collar.
I am living through my last days in this city,
And, obviously, wallow in them.
By the way, my head is messed.
In Gorky street, however, I habitually ascend to the second floor,
(It only looks like that this door has aged a bit),
Then my feet tread a grey chippy pavement,
Near the river which rivers are bound in stone.
[It's one of] these walks in Leningradsky, Moscow and Central districts 1
Till the evening, till the night,
When you feel to the fool that
Live springs at day,
While at night everything freezes and somewhere in distance
A lonely lighthouse shines.
City lights its lights in the night.
(I will return here only next Monday.)
At the end of November the amber light
Flows right from a lamp post.
Orange light hangs on trees like snowflakes,
Falls on earth and melts there in a moment.
Night eats all the light leaving only shadows behind.
At night jazz music is heard in the city,
The snow falls swirling from the skies,
And as if in a nightmare,
I feel like there is no life, and never has been one,
And only a chain of lights flows away somewhere.
At night it's better to stay away from everything.
Night life covers the canvas of the city like lifeless paint:
In neon lights, behind the knots of phrases
I go down the quack-mire of my thoughts, walking knee-deep in mud,
I'm high on dope, as if in delirium,
Fighting off the demons of my visions with the last ounces of strength –
The shadow of autumn have covered my brain with some blanket:
First it stung with sharp daggers of rain,
And then covered The Isle and Moscow prospect in fluffy snow.
The busses at the stops, clanking by steel mouths of their doors,
Swallow the passengers.
Thick and viscous snow flows over Pregel.
Time has stopped still like blood in veins, the coil has winded,
I've been swallowed by the night life.
Here the yellow eyes of windows glow
And thick crowds gather near my house under my balcony.
And us? What about us?
Noise of tramway all over the bridge, dogs' howl all over the yards.
Hey, wait, it's all the same like today.
Fragments of thoughts late in the night in late autumn in snow-covered city,
Where a blanked of dirty snow is dropped on the pavements.
I have got the blues from the music of a long-dead negro 2.
'Mood Indigo'. Listening to the old tune by Dyke Ellington,
The tired city falls into sleep.
I am on the outskirts, in a bar.
Wrapped in my memories as if in a warm coat,
Without haste, gulp by gulp, I drink whiskey with ice.
The snow-covered house across the street,
Silently turns off its windows as of winking to me.
I've seen it somewhere, but I have to go home,
And the rustle of my steps also dissolves in the noise of the wind.
Silence and snow, and I have to go around 500 meters to my home…
That's right. But how difficult it is!
The last rouble rattles in the pocket of a drunk man.
Finally, the front door opens, and I dive in…
Late autumn, late night
Late autumn, late night
Late autumn, late night
Late autumn, late night
Late autumn, late night
 
  • 1. Municipal districts of Kaliningrad
  • 2. In Russian, the word 'негр' = negro does not have a derogative meaning, while 'черный' = 'black' has, but it refers to people from Middle Asia.

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Mrs. Modesty

I remember Mrs. Modesty
 
I have childhood memories, I remember Mrs. Modesty
I remember she covered her body from feet to neck, hiding it all.
Her smile was a rotten one, because she never used it
That's why whenever she talked, nasty things came out, full of resentment
 
However, she was a decent one, because she never fell in love
But on her heated nights, Oh, how she regretted it all!
 
That memory get shattered by a crow's squawking
That sends me to another time, in another dimension
To a future spent in a solitary pantheon
What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty
 
Here comes the immoral one
Moving wildly because she's breaking with laughter
A lying laugh, because in her soul she cries
A laugh that's a barrier but does not console
 
She wanted to be different
Wed in white feeling loved
She wanted to be the pride of her poor family
But she had to be the one who maintained them
 
That memory get shattered by a crow's squawking
That sends me to another time, in another dimension
To a future spent in a solitary pantheon
What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty
 
Now I'm in this body
In this time, in this reincarnation
I understand the reasons they both had
It was the circumstances, their pain was a great one
But, what a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty!
 
That memory get shattered by a crow's squawking
That sends me to another time, in another dimension
To a future spent in a solitary pantheon
What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty
 
That memory get shattered by a crow's squawking
That sends me to another time, in another dimension
To a future spent in a solitary pantheon
What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty
 
What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty
 
What a sad grave is that of Mrs. Modesty
 
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English translation

Regardless of the good burning within you

Regardless of the good burning within you,
Do not hurry to forgive a traitor.
Those who have betrayed a trust once
Are not likely to never do so again.
 
Thank you for taking the time to read my translation, and I hoped you liked it! In the event that you feel it is good enough to be shared with others, please don't forget to credit me as the author. Thanks again!
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my relax

you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you're feeling this high break out
into every cell of your mind
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you're feeling this high break out
into every cell of your mind
 
i penetrate, and you're unarmed
the schemes of life are simple
you set up your own mind
your erogenous places are your ears
i'll be there today
 
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you're feeling this high break out
into every sell of your mind
i penetrate, and you're unarmed
 
the schemes of life are simple
you set up your own mind
your erogenous places are your ears
i'll be there today
the schemes of life are simple
you set up your own mind
your erogenous places are your ears
i'll be there today
 
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you're feeling this high break out
into every sell of your mind
i penetrate, and you're unarmed
 
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
feel relaxed, my friend..
 
the schemes of life are simple
you set up your own mind
your erogenous places are your ears
i'll be there today
 
i'll be there today
i'll be there today
i'll be there today
i'll be there today
i'll be there today
i'll be there today
 
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you're feeling this high break out
into every cell of your mind
i penetrate, and you're unarmed
 
the schemes of life are simple
you set up your own mind
your erogenous places are your ears
i'll be there today
 
the schemes of life are simple
you set up your own mind
your erogenous places are your ears
i'll be there today
 
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you're feeling this high break out
into every cell of your mind
you listen to me and you feel relaxed
you're feeling this high break out
into every cell of your mind
 
xoxo
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Ты для меня всё

На утренней заре
Новый день пробуждается,
Птички начинают петь
Как в сказке.
 
В тёплой постели
Ты возле меня спишь,
А я, если так,
Прижимаюсь к тебе
Как прежде.
 
ПРИПЕВ:
Ты для меня - всё,
Всё, что есть у меня.
Ты - моё вдохновение,
Принц из грёз.
Сейчас признаюсь,
Что я люблю тебя.
 
Ты для меня - всё,
Всё, что есть у меня.
Каждое твоё объятие -
Новый день.
Каждый вечер
Звёзды знают,
Что я тебя не отдам !
 
Иногда так бывает,
Что воспоминания бледнеют,
Чары уже сияют,
И ты уже не знаешь - кто ты.
 
Смотрю тебе в глаза -
В них мы оба, ты и я.
Возьму я твою руку
И поцелую тебя так, как прежде.
 
Ты для меня - всё, (вообще всё)
Всё, что есть у меня. (знаешь, что ты мой)
Ты - моё вдохновение,
Принц из грёз.
Сейчас признаюсь,
Что я тебя люблю.
 
Ты для меня - всё, (вообще всё)
Всё, что у меня есть (знаешь, что ххх)
Каждое твоё объятие -
Новый день.
Каждый вечер
Звёзды знают,
Что я тебя не отдам !