Текст песни Арсений Тарковский - Я в детстве заболел

I was a child sick
From hunger and fear. Crust lips
Sderu - obliznu and lips; remember
Cool and salty taste.
And all go, and all go, go,
I sit on the stairs in front, greyus,
I go to myself delirious as a tune
For Piper into the river, sit - greyus
On the stairs; and so chilly and commercials.
A mother stands beckoning with his hand, as if
Not far away, and you can not go:
Slightly go up - stands in seven steps
Hand beckons; go up - worth
In seven steps, hand beckons.
                                               It'S Hot
I was, I undid the gate, years -
Then they blew the trumpets, the light through the centuries
Hit, rode horses, mother
Above the bridge flies, lures hand -
And flew ...
                   And now I'm dreaming
Under the apple tree white Hospital
And the white sheet under the throat,
And the white doctor looks at me,
And the white stands in the legs sister
And wings occasion. And stayed.
A mother came, beckoned with his hand -
And flew ...

1966