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Prague Maps


In Hradcany, succumbing to the weather

At the end of a cold March

Like shards of forgotten melodies

Everybody's spinning Prague cards


Miracles in pictures overwritten

Yellowed scraps of paper

Echoing the lions in gilded yellow

In the trail of us whispering house signs


And the Devil calls for her ...

But slyly hiding behind a mask

Everyone laughs at our fate

This old Prague fairy tale


And dripping Absinthe on the heart

Warming cold hands ...

This is the surest remedy

That would not suffocate with boredom.


***


I close my eyes and it seems

It's raining over Prague

Two fates will not tie in a knot

Doesn't save a holy lie


And transparent and crystal

These drops make you sad

As your parting words:

Not coming back to you, not loyalty.


This poor little world is mysterious

This truth is for simpletons

The silhouette outside the window is deceiving ...

Said goodbye and was like that


And the words hang in the air

Won't come back to you won't come back

Leaving on the evening train.

Prague is crying and I am laughing


***


I'm leaving for a long time, but not forever

How sadly Prague weeps

I'm leaving, but there is a crowd in my heart

Dreams and songs intoxicated mash


I will not throw off your heavy shackles

And whether I will go back I do not know

From tangled streets and pubs

I'm leaving, I'm leaving.


***


Night has come and night decides:

Who is resting today

Who won't fall asleep today

Who will begin to write poetry.

Dreams are spinning. Eyes closed

Ruslan and Nikita

Victoria and Hert.

Just probably won't fall asleep

There's a yellow moon in the sky

And there will be silence.

Everyone, everyone fell asleep a little bit

Only, the cat does not sleep

My head hurts a little

And the moon blinds your eyes.

Maybe she is worried

That now she can't

Run and jump fast?

All that remains is to dream:

About violets and tulips

About magic fountains

Or maybe about a daughter?

But the night knocks on the window.


***


I will forget about myself and come up with a fairy tale

Here is the castle, here is the king.

I use everything, rhymes and colors

Even for a cat I can think of a role.


And outside the window, dragons are waiting

You can fly to the moon on them

We can break any laws

The main thing is not to get sick


The main thing is not to stumble over the roof

And fly to the magic clock

There are bats guarding

The main secret of bohemian cats


Tales and secrets fall asleep at dawn

Fairies over Prague, the Sun will light up.

And no one will notice the ghosts

If I don't tell you about them ...


***


Old shady garden

Twilight with a touch of mystery

Just like a hundred years ago

All this is not accidental

People who are not

Old albums faces

I can't find the answer ...

Remember or forget?


Bullet pierce the temple

This is a strange thing

Poison intoxicated sip?

It will be funny and stupid

Like a silent movie.

We must have time to say goodbye ...

It's a foregone conclusion

Something might happen ...

Something might happen!


***


I'll play my part - until the end

My mask will not fall off my face

My suit and pale makeup

I really need

I can't and don't want to be different


I'll finish my novel until the end

I will cleverly hide both lies and deceit

And a more terrible picture

Scare all the kids

Someone will say - here is an eccentric wizard


***


And above us are clouds the color of the night

And above us, dreams float like songs

But my daughter alone is not sleeping again

The cradle became cramped for her ...


Someone wanders in the dark, outside the window

And scares the lights like fires

Don't be afraid, there is a neighbor's cat

We will give her a woolen ball ...


Who chirps behind the wall at the doorstep?

Don't be afraid, close your eyes.

Do not be afraid, fall asleep touchy

Fireflies will tell us their tales ...