Текст песни Сергей Гостев - Поэзия, ты уж не в моде

POETRY YOU ARE NOT IN FASHION

Gone with the past century, fashion.
Love has passed. The rose wilted.
Nature does not breathe in you.
You turned yellow, like prose.
And I send by email
To your email address
Verse where electronic handwriting
Erases your natural outline, -
Where you are neither proud nor pompous ...
The words pungency and complexity of rhyme
The blue abyss is buried
Like schooners in a storm, smashing against reefs.
And happy new year, year after year,
I see more and more in faces
What fashion has passed on you,
That you need only a few.

Sergey Gostev