Текст песни Томас Стернз Элиот - Полые люди

_Mister Kurtz died_

Serve old traffic

I.

We are hollow people
We are stuffed, not people
Inclined together -
Truch in the head
Moving together
Quiet and dry
Without feeling and essence
Like wind in dry grass
Or rat in pile
Glasses and tin

Something without a shape, shadow without color,
Muscles without power, gesture without moving;

Straightly looked souls
Over the edge of another kingdom of death
See that we are not lost
Stormy souls - but only
Hollow people
Stuffed, not people.

II.

I'm afraid in a dream,
But in the ghostly kingdom of death
They never never:
These eyes -
Sunlight on a broken column,
Trembling branches;
And voices
In the snowy wind
Solemn and distant,
Than a governing star.

Yes, not approach
In the ghostly kingdom of death
Yes humiliate
Representing deliberate lichina
In rats, in the skin of the crow
In the field on two poles
In the wind
Sparrows for fear
Only not closer -
Just not this last meeting
In the gloomy kingdom

III

Dead is a country
Cactus country
Governing Star
Sees how hands are raised
To stone instangle
Dead tribes.

Is it so in the morning when
We get silent, recovery
Tenderness
In this other of the kingdom of death
Lips given us
For a kiss,
Thrust prayers to broken stones.

IV

There is no eye here
The eye is not here
In the valley of the fading stars
In a hollow valley
In the skull of our lost kingdoms
To the place of the last meeting
We keep together
Scarily speech
On the shore of the full river

Blank, so far
Eyes will not flare
As an unmercting star
Like a thousand-piece
Rose dusk the kingdom of death
Hope only
For empty people.

V.

_Ma dance in front of the cactus
Cactus Cactus
We dance in front of the cactus
At five o'clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And everyday life
Between thoughts
And act
Shadne falls
_ It is your kingdom_

Between conception
And birth
Between motion
And answer
Shadne falls
_Zhiza very long_

Between destiny
And shudder
Between the possibility
And reality
Between essentially
And manifestation
Shadne falls
_ It is your kingdom_

For yours
Life is very
For yours is

_Whow how the world will end
That's how the world will end
That's how the world will end
Not explosion but sob

Translation A. Sergeev