Текст песни Валерий Агафонов - Орел Н.Гумилёв

Nikolai Gumilyov

Eagle

The eagle flew higher and forward
To the throne of Force star through the vestibule,
And there was a beautiful royal flight,
And shone brown feathers.

Where he lived before? Maybe in captivity,
The chains of the royal menagerie,
Shouted, meeting Woman, spring,
Lovers in a brooding prince.

Or maybe sorcerer in the den,
When he looked into the narrow little window,
His enchanted height
And powerfully transformed the heart of the sun.

Do not it matter ?! Playing and enticing,
Azure been opened perfection
And he flew for three nights and three days
And he died, choking on bliss.

He died, yes! But he could not fall,
Going into the circles of planetary motions.
Bottomless bottom of the gaping jaws,
But there were weak attractive forces.

Rays had permeated the sky,
Divinely cold rays.
Unaware of decay, he flew forward,
He looked up at the stars in the eyes of the dead.

Not once in the bottomless collapsed worlds
More than once the Archangel the trumpets.
But there was not prey to the game
His magnificent tomb.