Текст песни Арсений Тарковский - Игнатьевский лес

Ignatievsky forest

The last leaves the heat of continuous self-immolation
Ascends to heaven, and on your way
This whole forest lives the same annoyance
What is the last year and we live with you.

The road is reflected in tear-stained eyes
As in the floodplain of the gloomy bushes are reflected,
Don't be picky, don't threaten, don't touch
Do not touch the forest silence.

You can hear the breath of the old life:
Slimy mushrooms grow in damp grass,
Slugs have pierced them to their very cores,
And the skin still tickles wet itching.

You know how love is like a threat
Look, I'll be back now, look, I'll kill you now!
And the sky shivers and holds the maple like a rose, -
Let it burn even harder! - almost at the very eyes.

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Arseny Tarkovsky (undated)