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Mandelstam

Armenia
Armenia.
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            Like a bull six-winged and terrible,
            Here is the work of people,
            And the blood nabuhnuv venous
            Early winter roses in bloom.

           1.
You're a rose Hafiz kolyshesh
Plechmi osmigrannymi breathe
Peasant bull churches.
Painted ocher hoarse,
You are all far beyond the mountain,
But here only the picture adhered
Of the saucer with water.

          2.
You paint yourself wished -
And pulled his paw
Drawing a lion from the box on the
Half a dozen pencils.
Country grocers fires
And the dead pottery plains
You Redbeard sardars
Tolerated among the rocks and clay.
Distance, anchors and trident
Where withered slept mainland
You saw all zhiznelyubtsev,
All kaznelyubivyh rulers.
And my blood is not excited,
As a child's drawing simple
Here are his wife, giving
From the lion's own beauty.
How Telegram me your tongue ominous,
Your young coffin
Where are the letters - blacksmith tongs
And every word - hook.
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         3.
I really do not see, and the poor deaf ear,
All of a color I can only minium so hoarse ocher.

And for some reason I started the morning Armenian dreaming
I thought - I'll take a look at how living in Erivan tit,

As he bends over baker with bread playing hide and seek,
From the fire removes lavashnye moist skins ...

Oh, Erevan, Erivan! Or a bird you drew,
Or coloring lion as a child, colored foam?

Oh, Erevan, Erivan! No city - nut Made red-
Streets your Megamouth curves like Babylon.

I am senseless Life as a mullah Koran, beslobber,
Bremya its frozen and hot blood is not shed.

Oh, Erevan, Erivan, nothing I do not need to,
I want your frozen grapes!

             4.
Wrapped her mouth like a wet rose,
Carrying osmigrannye cells,
All morning long days on the outskirts of the world
You stood, swallowing her tears.
And turned away with shame and sorrow
From the bearded cities east
And lying on the bed grocers,
And you removed the death mask.

             5.
Hand Wrap a handkerchief and Crowned hips,
In the thick of his celluloid thorns
Feel free to crunch its cargo -
We shall extract a rose without the scissors!
But see, that he did not showered immediately -
Pink trash - muslin - petal Solomon 's wisdom -
And for sorbet worthless wilding,
Not giving any oil, no smell.

            6.
Howling stones State -
Armenia, Armenia!
Hoarse mountains to arms alluring -
Armenia, Armenia!
By the silver trumpets ring asia forever flying -
Armenia, Armenia!
Sun Persian money generously gave away -
Armenia, Armenia!

             7.
No ruins, no, but the felling of the mighty circular timber,
Anchor stumps felled oaks and animal fables
                                         Christianity
Rolls of cloth on the stone capitals, as a commodity
                     from pagan ransacked shops,
Grapes of a pigeon's egg, curls horns of a ram
And ruffled eagle owl with wings
                  not yet desecrated Byzantium.



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