Текст песни Иосиф Бродский - Большая элегия Джону Донну

Great Elegy for John Donne

    John Donne was asleep , fell asleep all around.
    Asleep walls, floor, bed , paintings,
    asleep table carpets , bolts , hook,
    entire wardrobe , buffet , candle, curtains .
    All fell asleep . Bottle , glass, cans ,
    bread, bread knife , china, crystal , glassware,
    nightlight , linen, lockers , glass , clocks,
    step ladders , doors . Night all .
    Throughout the night : in the corners of the eyes, in lingerie
    of securities, in the table, in the final speech
    in her words , in the wood , in the nutcracker , the coal
    cooled down the fire, in every thing .
    In silks , shoes , stockings , in the shadows ,
    behind the mirror , in bed, in a chair ,
    again in the pelvis , in the crucifixion , in sheets ,
    in a broom at the entrance , in the shoes . All fell asleep .
    All fell asleep . Window . And in the snow .
    Neighboring roofs white ramp. How tablecloth
    her horse . And the whole neighborhood in a dream ,
    cut the window frame to death.
    Asleep arches , walls, windows , everything.
    Cobbles ends , grates, flowerbeds.
    Light blinks , no squeaks wheel ...
    Fence , decoration , chains, bollards .
    Asleep door , rings , pens , hook,
    Locks , bolts and their keys , and constipation.
    Never heard whispers rustling knock.
    Only snow creaks. All asleep. Dawn will not soon .
    Asleep prison locks . sleep scales
    broad fishmongers . Sleeping pig carcasses .
    Home backyard . Sleep chain dogs .
    In the cellars of cats sleep , their ears stick out .
    Sleeping mouse , people. London is fast asleep .
    Sleeps sailboat in port. Water sleet
    under the body speaks hoarsely in his dreams ,
    merging distance with seared the sky.
    John Donne asleep. And the sea with him.
    And Beach chalk fell asleep over the sea.
    The entire island is asleep, sleep enveloped one .
    And every garden closed triple lock .
    Sleep maples , pines, hornbeam , fir , spruce .
    Sleep slopes , streams on the slopes , trails .
    Fox , wolf . Bear climbed into bed.
    Inflicts normal snow drifts at the entrances .
    And birds are asleep . Can not hear them singing .
    Crow's cry is not heard , the night owl
    not heard laughter . Plenty of quiet English .
    Star shines . Mouse comes with guilt.
    All fell asleep . Lie in their graves
    all dead . Sleep quietly . In beds
    live in the seas sleep their shirts .
    Alone . Tight. Asleep in his arms .
    All fell asleep . Sleep rivers, mountains, woods.
    Sleeping animals, birds , dead world , alive.
    Only white snow flying from the night sky.
    But sleep and there, all over the head .
    Sleeping angels . Uneasy peace forgotten
    in a dream saints - to their shame saint.
    Hell and Paradise sleeps sleeps fine .
    Nobody will come at this hour of the house.
    Lord asleep. Earth is alien .
    Eye does not see , does not hear the rumor Bole .
    And the devil sleeps . And with him the enmity
    fell asleep in the snow in the English field.
    Sleep riders . Archangel sleeps with the pipe.
    And the horses sleep in a dream swinging smoothly .
    And all the cherubs - one crowd
    embracing, sleeping under the arch of St. Paul's Church .
    John Donne asleep. Asleep , sleep poems.
    All images, all the rhymes. Strengths, weaknesses
    can not be found . Vice, longing , sins
    quiet power lie in its syllabic .
    And every verse with another as a close brother,
    though whispering to each other, move over a little .
    But everyone is so far from the gates of paradise ,
    so poor , dense , so clean that they - unity .
    All lines are asleep. Sleeps iambs strict set .
    Chorea sleep as guards, left, right .
    And sleeping vision in them leteyskih waters.
    And fast asleep him more - glory .
    Sleep all the troubles . Suffering fast asleep .
    Vices sleep . Good and evil hug.
    Prophets sleep . whitish snowfall
    in space looking little black spots .
    All fell asleep . Sleep tight crowd books.
    Sleep river of words covered by ice oblivion .
    Sleep all speech , with all the truth in them.
    Their chains are sleeping ; little jingle their units.
    All fast asleep : saints , the devil , God .
    Their evil servants . Their friends . Their children .
    Only snow rustling in the dark roads.
    And no more sounds in the whole world .