Дайана Ди Прима. Хронология
когда ты прятался в волосах
и катался на своей тени
по углам дома
а в ноябре ты вторгся
заполнив воздух
поверх моей кровати с мечтами
кричащими о любой помощи
моему внутреннему слуху
в декабре я держала руки твои
единственный день; свет ослаб
всё вернулось
рассветом на шотландском взморье
тобой, певшим нам на берегу
сейчас январь, ты растворяешься
в своей половине
сокровищ его плаща; твоя тень на снегу,
ты ускользаешь ветром, кристальный воздух
несёт новые песни сквозь окна
наших грустных, высоких, милых квартир
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CHRONOLOGY
I loved you in October
when you hid behind your hair
and rode your shadow
in the corners of the house
and in November you invaded
filling the air
above my bed with dreams
cries for some kind of help
on my inner ear
in December I held your hands
one afternoon; the light failed
it came back on
in a dawn on the Scottish coast
you singing us ashore
now it is January, you are fading
into your double
jewels on his cape, your shadow on the snow
you slide away on wind, the crystal air
carries your new songs in snatches thru the windows
of our sad, high, pretty rooms
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April, come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
May, she will stay
Resting in my arms again
June, she`ll change her tune
In restless walk she`ll prowl the night
July, she will fly
And give no warning to her flight
August, die she must
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold
September, I`ll remember
The love once new has now grown old...
Murasaki 30.07.2003 11:05 Заявить о нарушении
И вот ещё тоже, есть сходство:
I don`t care if mondey`s blue
tueday`s grey and wednesday too
thursday I don`t care about you
it`s friday i`m in love
monday you can fall apart
tuesday wednesday break my heart
thursday doesn`t even start
it`s friday i`m in love
saturday wait
and sunday always comes too late
but friday never hesitate..
I don`t care if mondey`s black
tueday wednesday heart attack
thursday never looking back
it`s friday i`m in love
saturday wait
and sunday always comes too late
but friday never hesitate..
dressed up to the eyes
it`s wonderful surprize
to see your shoes and your spirit rise
throwing out your frown
and just smiling at the sound
and as sleek as a shriek
spinning round and round
always take a big bite
it`s such a gorgeous sight
to see you eat in the middle of the night
you can never get enough
enough of this stuff
it`s friday
i`m in love
Алексей Караковский 30.07.2003 13:49 Заявить о нарушении