Moscow, MSU, 1979.
along the cliff, in the precipice, on the very edge
I whip lashed his horses, - drove, -
Something I air little breeze drink fog swallowing,
I feel, with disastrous delight - ruined, ruined!
little slower, horses, little slower!
you do not listen to a tight thong! But
that some horses I have got choosy,
and live not in time, I did not have time to finish singing!
horses I have satiated,
I dopoyu couplet, -
a little more stand on the edge! ...
Sginu I, me feather the hurricane will sweep with palm,
And sleds will lead me to gallop through the snow in the morning.
you to go a step slow, my horses!
a little bit, but extended the path to the final resting place!
little slower, horses, little slower!
ukazchiki not you whip and lash.
But something caught my horses fastidious,
and live I could not, I have no time to finish singing.
horses I have satiated,
I dopoyu couplet, -
a little more stand on the edge! ...
We had - on a visit to God there are no delays.
So Well where angels sing these evil voices?
Or is the whole bell went with sobs,
Or I'm screaming horses, so as not to bore so fast sled?
little slower horses, a little slower!
I implore you not to fly off at a gallop!
But something horses I got choosy,
Kohl did not have time to live, so even finish singing!
horses I have satiated,
Я куплет допою -
Хоть мгновенье еще постою на краю ...!
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