Don t leave your room... Перевод И. Бродского

Dont leave your room, dont make mistake.
Why do you need the sun while cigarettes making taste?
Behind the door it is all nonsense, especially - happiness scream.
Only in toilet, then you go back, i mean.

Oh, dont leave your room, dont call the taxi your way,
Because the space is made by the hallway
And it edns by the counter.
And if the girl will come with her mouth open,
Make her get out dont making dress-droping.

Dont leave your room, think that you've got cold
What could be more interesting than the chair and the wall?
Why do you have to leave the place you'll return at night,
Rerurn the same as you were, but beaten and dried?

Oh, dont leave your room, dance and catch the beat
With the coat on your naked body and shoes on your naked feet.
In the hallway there is the cabbage smell,
You texted a lot, next letter is extra, as well.

Dont leave your room, oh, may the room only know your look.
And at all, incognito ergo sum, just like the form in hearts called by substance.
Dont leave your room, in the streets, there is no France.

Dont be a fool! Have your own feature!
Dont leave your room, obey the furniture,
I mean, become the one up with a wallpapers,
Lock in and barricade by the closed
Fron chronos, cosmo, eros, race, the whole world.