Так-то нечто другое на ум приходит Клоуны разрушают...

So something else comes to mind

Clowns destroy the circus. Elephants fled to India
tigers trade stripes and hoops on the street,
under a leaky dome, as if in a closet, from a trapezoid
hanging, wriggling, tailcoat
disappointed illusionist
and horses, throwing off their blankets, posing for a portrait
engine. In the arena
drowning in sawdust, clowns that have urine
swing a sledgehammer and destroy a circus.
The public either does not or does not applaud.
Well-trained lapdog only
yapping continuously, feeling it approaching
to sugar: that's about to work out
one thousand nine hundred and ninety-five.

Joseph Brodsky