Текст песни Иосиф Бродский - Два часа в резервуаре

Two hours into the reservoir

          I'm bored , bes ...
           Pushkin

        I

     I have an anti-fascist and antifaust .
     Their liberal life and love chaos.
     Their bin want Genosse an officer ,
     dem Zeit zum Faust briefly shpatsiren .

        II

     But obeying Polish propaganda
     he Krakow sad about the Fatherland ,
     dreamed of a diamond philosophical
     and doubted his own talent.
     He raised scarves women with sex.
     He was excited for sex.
     Played in the team of the Faculty of polo.

     He studied the catechism kartezhnaya
     and learned the sweetness of Cartesianism .
     Then he climbed into the storehouse of artesian
     egocentrism. Combat trick
     which differed Clausewitz
     was it must be unknown,
     Vater was as cabinetmaker .

     Tsumbayshpil raged glaucoma,
     plague, cholera und tubercles ? zen .
     He defended Schwarze cigarette.
     He was attracted by the Gypsies or the Moors .
     Then he was anointed in bachelors .
     Then earned a licentiate laurels
     and students sang : " The Cambrian ... dinosaurs ... "

     German people. German mind.
     Especially, cogito ergo sum.
     Germany , of course, Hubert alles .
     ( Ears sounds familiar Viennese waltz . )
     He said goodbye to Krakow without strain
     and rode hastily droshky
     the pulpit and honest beer .

        III

     Sparkles in the clouds month - whiz .
     Huge tome . Over him - a man .
     Blackens between bushy eyebrows wrinkle.
     In the eyes - Arab lace hell .
     In his hand was trembling Cordovan black pencil ,
     in the corner - it considers profile
     Arabic representative Mef ibn Stofel .

     Burning candles . Mice scratching under the cabinet .
     " Herr Doctor , midnight ." " Jawohl , shlafen , shlafen ."
     Two black shepherd says: " Meow ."
     Noiselessly from the kitchen includes Yiddish Frau .
     In the hands of her sizzling omelet with bacon .
     Herr Doktor draws address on the envelope :
     " Gott fine England , London, Francis Bacon ."

     Thoughts come and go , hell .
     Guests come and go , the years ...
     Then do not remember the dress , words, weather.
     So the years passed hush-hush .
     He knew Arabic, but did not know Sanskrit.
     Belatedly, gay , was opened
     they Aine Kleine Fraulein Margarita .

     Then he wrote a dispatch to Cairo ,
     in which he refused to slash soul.
     Mef came and he changed .
     He looked in the mirror and made
     that are now forever reborn .
     He took a bunch of girls in the boudoir
     went . Und Veni , apparently , Vitsi .

        IV

     Their liberal clarity . Ya Their liberal accuracy.
     Bin ask them not to see here viciousness .
     Wee namekayt that he loved the flower .
     Their ponimayt that will ist Ganz urgency.
     But that deal Macht der Grosse minus .
     Dee toychno Shprakh , Macht der Grosse sinus :
     heart and soul of the Nine gehapt takeout .

     From a man alles , wait in vain :
     " Stop, the moment, you're fine."
     Between us devil roams hourly
     and kept waiting for this phrase .
     However , the man mein liberal Guerra
     so in strong feelings unsure
     that constantly lies, as a trooper ,
     but if G ? those fluff does not.

     Mr. Dichter und Grosser ? Those given clerical ,
     than the whole plot and subjected Ganz risk.
     And Thomas Mann ruined my subscription
     cher and Gounod embarrassed his actress .
     Art is art is art ...
     But it is better to sing in heaven than to lie in concert.
     Di Kunst gehapt need for truth feelings.

     In the end , he might be afraid of death .
     He knew exactly where did the devils .
     He ate dog in the village of Ibn Sina and Galen .
     He could das Wasser drain in the knee.
     And he could not specify the age in wood.
     He knew where to go stars roads