Song of the Swan

And yet your beginning has come to an end
 It turned out that   & nbsp;there are wings that can not fly
 There is youth, & nbsp; it is devoid of old age
 There are people, & nbsp; they walk from the beginning
 There are & nbsp; locks,  to which the keys come and go
 And there you are at home, & nbsp; which is always & nbsp; no & nbsp; at home
 
 Will break & nbsp; a branch of itself, will cry out leaves
 And you always wrote the truth without the truth
 Only three crows circled, but all had broken wings
 It's copper that melts tin on one side
 On the other  cold looking for gold
 And you, then you appear, then you work in the crack
 The twilight of your glow has descended
 
 Time to bloom sails & nbsp; forget-me-nots
 Let the color of the eyes become bright black
 Only fish flutter their fins
 And let neither of us breathe with our gills
 And the stronger the anchor holds the chain
 The weaker the separation from the world
 I still need to tell you before the morgue
 How beautiful life was
 
 Cassock in fire, & nbsp; health in disease
 The stones are looking for a way to get to mass
 Protect themselves alien rays of the sun
 They get into the water to poison the wells
 And only the Swan found the strength to sing a Swan song
 Then he fell on his back
 Yes, the stones have long moss stones rolled up
 And the Swan did not want to live, & nbsp; fell  and crashed where the stones did not roll up the moss
 
 And his song stayed flying
 There, where songs nor who not saw
 His song is stronger than heat, even if it is cold
 And let no one hear it, & nbsp; for all are sick with their recovery
 I heard it, & nbsp; so & nbsp; write so,  as it was