"The Sheltering Sky"
Click to viewЧто-то совершенно корявое и безграмотное такое, но очень дорогое и честное было написано мною в период сурового "творческого кризиса" - "так сказать". Из которого потихоньку оттаиваем, хочется надеяться.
To G Sc who never knew "The Sheltering Sky" from Me, 2008:
Do you know the difference between travelers and tourists?
Do you feel the sounds of herbs in spring forests?
I can see only black color in the sky.
When somebody closes my blind green wild eye.
Sand, ocean, ships, Great War, adventure.
You don't want to live without creating.
You'll never come home again.
You'll always play so vivid game.
I lost my gift, my love, my passion,
And you, my imaginative action.
You died in forests far away.
And can we find that sunny day
When suddenly you understood
The great, huge difference
Between the travelers and tourist.