Не виреят цветя у мен…

У меня не живут цветы...

Не виреят цветя у мен.
Хубостта им е някак рехава.
Постоят ден-два и вехнат.
Не виреят цветя у мен.

То и птици не кацат тук.
Само над покрива ще преминат,
а след тях — мъничко перушина.
Даже птици не кацат тук.

Само книги си имам аз.
Осем реда дебели книги.
Вековете текат като лиги
от тази осемчелюстна паст.

Купих ги от един стар букинист —
дрипав, грозен, полусакат,
търгуващ край гробището — отзад.
Купих ги от един стар букинист.

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Today, I see, you look especially sad, / your arms embracing your knees and especially thin. / Listen: far, far away round Lake Chad / wanders an elegant giraffe. / He is graceful, shapely and languid, / divine gifts - a magical pattern for his skin / that only the moon dares to compete ...


By the reeds of Ihe languid Nile / where only butterflies and birds fly, / lies hidden the forgotten grave / of a wicked but enchanting empress. / The dark night bears its illusions. / The moon rises like a sinful siren, / whitish mists swirl around / and a hyena steals from a cave. / ...


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Baby Elephant

My love for you is now a baby elephant / who was born in Berlin or Paris / and treads with padded feet / the rooms of the menagerie owner. / Do not offer him French rolls, / do not offer him c abbage slumps, / he can eat just a quarter of a mandarin, / a lump of sugar or a sweet. / D...

The Leopard

If you don't immediately singe the whiskers off n killed / leopard, its spirit will persecute the hunter. / Abyssinian Lore / / The leopard I killed / is up to witc hcraft / and sorcery in my room / in the deep silence of the nights. / People come in and go away, / last of all she...