"I love you now, not in secret - for show ..."

I love you now, do not secretly - on display.
Do not "after" and "before" in your burning rays.
Sobbing or laughing, but I love today,
And in the past - I do not want, and in the future - I do not know.

In the past, "I loved" - sad graves - all gentle me wingless and hobbled,
While the poet of poets said:
"I loved you, love you still, perhaps ...»

So talk about the abandoned, faded - and this is a pity and indulgence there,
How to dethrone the king.
There is in this Sorry about bygone
Aspiration, which lost swiftness,
And as if distrust of the "I love».

I love you now - no stains, no losses,
My age is now - I did not slit the veins!
At the time, in the course of now - I do not breathe past and the future is not delirious.

Come and wade and swim to you - though Behead! - With chains on his feet and weights of Pudu.
You only mistake is not to force,
So that after the "I like" I added, "and I will be».

There is bitterness in this "will", oddly enough,
Forged signature wormhole
And hole to retreat, reserve,
The colorless poison at the bottom of the glass.
And as if this slap in the face - no doubt that I love right now.

Watching French dream with lots of times,
Where in the future - not so in the past - in a different way.
To pillory I nailed,
To the barrier caused by the I - language.

Oh, the difference in languages! Not the position - crash!
But out we both look for - and obryaschem.
I love you and in difficult times - in the future, the present and the past!



Vladimir Vysotsky
1973

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