Я отвлекаюсь, мысли разбросанность Мешает все время сосредоточиться....

I'm distracted, thoughts are scattered

It prevents me from concentrating all the time.

And the white propeller blades

Every moment they gain speed.


I hear through the headphones

overboard turbines buzz

louder than the crowd of guys

From the younger group of kindergarten.


And down there, wires

look like a bunch of grapes

Because of the bluish Moscow birds.


You say smile

Imagine for a moment

What's up here now

don't need all the memorized words,

No nonsense and deceit,

Just the noise from the airplane

Caresses a tired ear.


I look at you, and it's strange.

it’s like you’re not your own

Maybe a worn sweater,

Makes you younger

Or maybe the look is tired.


We are every second higher

Over the sea of ​​filthy roofs

With ugly antennas.

And now the view has opened

for many kilometers -

Misty oceans and white clouds.

I feel like your hand

Cold and alien, lays on my shoulder.

And you say Alois

Do you think fast down

To fly from such a height?


My horror is a strange feeling: it’s both cold and hot,

And the neck like a wooden bow was in a nod,

But you ask the peak

And, having declined,

sharply level the car.


Is.

11/03/2011