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(Перевод: Николай Лавров ) I am longing for Moscow already
Though it's just two weeks since I was there
I miss cold passers-by and I'm waiting
When I see faces I dream about
And I really have been fancying daily:
I'm returning like from being captive
Who to get drunk first with I am foretelling
By big colour hand of underground.
Now after New Year's celebration
There's a snowstorm over the city
All the poplars are in decorations
That've been recently brought from abroad
And an icicle hangs like an arrow
Sparkling brightly in illumination
All the pointsmen are chilled to the marrow
And there are traffic jams in the roads
And someone's writing without hurrying
On frozen window of a usual trolleybus
Don't give up, people, summer's coming
And this inscription makes feel warmer each of us.
At the moment when a few days later
Both the space and the time overcoming
We'll be in Sheremetyevo Airport
Landing in many hundreds of lights
I will lose my last reason no doubt
Going home by a familiar main road
And of course I'll remember about
This inscription in lilac twilight
Warmed up so kindly without hurrying
On frozen window of a usual trolleybus
Don't give up, people, summer's coming
And I'll feel warmer like it's been so many times.
And my soul like an ice-floe will flow
In a drift down old yards and the kitchens
To the people with who years ago
We did not think ice will start to break
Into fine rays of the sun meanwhile
Will break all our troubles and sorrows
And with a Japanese kindest smile
On its round face summer will wake
When heart is worrying, rapidly drumming,
When it is seeking something in a frosty day
Don't give up, people, summer's coming,
Our summer certainly will find to us its way.
