The clocks
by Robert Rozhdestvensky
- The clocks are going...
- Is that unusual discovery?-
That is the sign of their right work...
If you had bought them- carry...
- I'm not about that!
Look at the street:
there on the morning ground
the clocks are going!
Not heard, inaudible
are hasting minutes,
And knocking in my door.
The clocks are going
You can't miss them,
You, the living one,
can't them avoid...
The hours of short life of a man,
Look, -
I would surely outwit you!
I shall