"The Ballad of Love"

When water Flood
She returned again in the border shores,
Foam outgoing flow
On the coast quietly climbed love
And the solution is in the air before the deadline,
A deadline was forty times forty.

And cranks - are still there - breathe in the mixture.
And no prizes do not wait, nor punishment,
And, thinking that just breathe,
They suddenly fall to the beat
The same uneven breath ...

Just feel like a ship,
Long stay afloat,
Before we find out that "I love" - ​​Same as "breathing" or "live»!

And plenty will be wandering and wandering - Country Love - a great country!
And with his knights to test
All the more stringent will ask it.
Require separations and distances,
It would deprive the rest, rest and sleep ...

But fools do not turn back the clock,
They have already agreed to pay.
At any cost - and life would be risked,
In order not to break up, to save
Magic invisible thread,
Which stretched between them ...

Fresh breeze elected intoxicated,
With legs knocked out of the dead,
Because if you did not like,
So, I not lived and breathed!

But many choked with love,
Not dokrichishsya, no matter how much call me ...
They lead by rumor and idle chatter,
But this effect is involved in the blood.
And we put a candle in the head
Death toll from the unprecedented love ...

Their voices blend in a given clock cycle,
And given their souls to wander in colors.
And eternity in one breath to breathe,
And met with a sigh on his lips
In fragile crossings and bridges,
On the narrow intersections of the universe ...

I love your bed field,
Let them sing in his sleep and waking!
I breathe, and then - I love!
I love it and so - I live!

Vladimir Vysotsky, 1975. em>





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