Бездомный пёс [Bezdomnyi pyos] [Transliteration]

Sumerki oseni beshenny dozhd'...

Ya podoshyol i sprosil: "Chto ty zhdyosh'?"

Mokraya sherst' i pechal'ny glaza

O mnogom mogli skazat'.

Shumny vokzal otpravlyal poyezda,

Lyudi spesha, zanimali mesta.

Kto-to proshchalsya, a kto-to vstrechal,

A pyos beznadezhno zhdal.

Lyudi mimo shli i ulybalis':

"Mokry i zabavny pyos",

Mozhet poteryalsya, mozhet byt sovsem-sovsem bezdomny.

Razve lyudi znat' mogli,

Chto on kotory den' vse zhdyot i zhdyot,

Yest' uyutny dom, no nikogo nyet doma.

Kto-to mel'knyot v raznolikoy tople,

Brositsya pyos, ne poveriv sebe,

Dazhe zabudet pro lapu i krov'.

Nyet, on oshibsya vnov'.

Vse ulybnutsya: "Kakoy on smeshnoy,

Mokry i gryazny", i topnut nogoy.

Pyos ponimayet: "Otkuda im znat',

Chto nuzhno sidet' i zhdat'"

Lyudi mimo shli i ulybalis':

"Mokry i zabavny pyos",

Mozhet poteryalsya, mozhet byt sovsem-sovsem bezdomny.

Razve lyudi znat' mogli,

Chto on kotory den' vse zhdyot i zhdyot,

Yest' uyutny dom, no nikogo nyet doma.

Sumerki oseni, beshenny dozhd'...

Vse ponimayesh', no vse-taki zhdyosh',

Zhal', chto tebe odnogo ne ponyat' -

Lyudi umeyut vrat'.

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