This sea is not...

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This sea is not something that would shred
but bitterly unusually stronger with salt,
and gray stains on the wings of gulls
they are quarreling for a while with the azure of heaven.
The scales faded in colorful fish
don't have time to go deep - oh stones
they will be crushed by waves. You made a choice
ambiguously alluded to
swings from the bliss of calm day
to the torn flour of a night storm.
If the sea is shallow - it's time to go and
Broken riverbed darn.
Without the influx of water from its arteries
salt concentration will kill the living
and leave the shining snow-white shore
where the sea used to shine in the sun.


Eto more ne to, chto by obmel'chalo,
no gorchit neprivychno sil'neye sol'yu,
i sedyye razvody na kryl'yakh chayek
ikh na vremya s lazur'yu nebesnoy ssoryat.
Cheshuya potusknela u pestrykh rybok,
ne uspeyut uyti v glubinu - o kamni
ikh razdavit volnami. Ty sdelal vybor,
na kotoryy dvusmyslenno namekali
perepady ot negi dnevnogo shtilya
do razorvannoy muki nochnogo shtorma.
Yesli more meleyet - pora idti i
perebitoye ruslo rechnoye shtopat'.
Bez pritoka vody iz yego arteriy
kontsentratsiya soli ub'yet zhivoye
i ostavit siyat' belosnezhnym bereg
tam, gde ran'she siyalo na solntse more.


1 сентября 2012 в 13:22

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3 сентября 2012, 15:38 Prince

я не видел стихов прекраснее..как этот о море... так в твоем стиле он написан....
...люблю твой стиль..)