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Goodbye Garden Ring

I see you, I remember you
and this street is night
when everywhere the lights went out,
and I wander around the city.
        Farewell, Garden Ring,
        i'm going down
        and on the high porch
        I rise to someone else's house.

Other people will open
other people's doors with no confidence
and we will cut off and measure
and every breath and alien look.
        Farewell, Garden Ring,
        Comrade native shoulders.
        I see a stern face
        I hear the right speeches.

And we are not guilty of anything,
we knocked at night to you,
like all homeless soldiers,
that they are asking for shelter from house to house.
        ....

I see you, I remember you ...

G.Shpalikov