Я знаю силу слов - вольная трактовка
Those aren't making halls and loges cease and
Applause; They make the coffins run,
Break loose and march with four of their leg pieces.
It happens - verse denied, put down the drain
But word is hitching girth and rushing its own courses.
It rings for ages - and you see the trains
That creep to lick the callous hands of verses
I know the strength of words. You never mind its look
Like fallen petals under heels of dancing
But human being with all his bones and loops
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Олег Мельников 17.02.2010 22:07 Заявить о нарушении