Быть может, со временем здесь появятся тексты всех песен/стихов Константина Кинчева и Петра Самойлова, однако поскольку найти их сейчас можно достаточно просто, то хочется обратить ваше внимание лишь на то, чего вы пока еще, наверняка, не видели.
Итак, нижеследующее - плод трудов некоего Захара Василюка, мне незнакомого, однако труды эти, без сомнений, заслуживают вашего внимания.
Moonlight waltz
- перевод песни "Лунный вальс"
Small theater forgotten by all
Kerosene lamp glare on walls Heard in the sky are voices of those
Whom I've loved and have waited for Music's calling me upwards
I'm already on the rooftops We are dancing Moonlight Waltz
Even though you're asleep and I'm not Down there, underneath
Snow melts, snow melts Down, underneath Snow melts
Hundreds of candles long light Thousands of eyes, eyes I'm
beginning to play the game When it is one o'clock at night
Small theater forgotten by all Kerosene lamp glare on walls
Still are heard in the sky voices of those Whom I've loved and
have waited for And again, underneath Snow melts, snow melts
Down, underneath Every time, every time Snow melts
White crane
- перевод песни "Стерх"
Where by hand of a monkey a link between the
bird and the sun is severed Where strawberries, stars and bones are
spread all over meadows Where mists like the silt are sharing with
ferns the secrets of depths Where chiding's like prayer—there lies my
path Where trees intertwine in the chronicle of words by echo of
onset Where the Verses of woods are encoded by mouth of arson
Where the road runs away, the blackness of night, and the restless
affairs Where from under an icon shine knives—there lies my path
Where dawns frolic in coughing puddles and bathe inside wells of
yards Where the spring rain is marrying frost in the brown mud
Where at night with no sleep a gulp will reward a day that just passed
Where a cross is for sale to buy booze—there lies my path
Where the hope for the sunshine is hidden in thicketly singing
Where upon spokes of thunder Storm-Queen in wild dance she is leading
Where the moon's hanging over my head like a leech on my face
Where in circle love is passed around—there lies my path Where
the horses of Wanderer-Wind with the milk of the East quenched their
thirst Where kilometers crawl over roadways to death camps from
signpost to signpost Where up to knees in tears, and with blood up to
throat Earth endures cooling rest Where the crucifix is under a
boot—there lies my path Where silence resembles thundering of a
herd—freedom under hooves lies Where sunsets are sparked by a gilded
bridge between the pain and the skies Where prophets are careless and
easily swayed like mirrorpanes Where a toilet's a temple for
some—there lies my path I raise my eyes to the sky which sends
down the rain My song is a wounded white crane . . .
Cardboard house
- перевод песни "Картонный дом"
I am now alone and like sweat I washed myself of all the
lies I'm cleaner now but the lies have left traces behind I wanted
so for the cloud to take and carry me off But I in vain tried to catch
clouds from beyond the closed window And now the squabble's on its
way All raking towards their domains Look! Somebody fell At
their house light is always on They're thrilled by ringing of the
coins New scandal again There pawns aspire to be queens The
sixes’ hunt for kings begins That's path that they chose But long
is empty their game And their bonfire has burned away And my case
is closed There you see the chess king And there's an ace of
diamonds Let's see which one of them will have won And never mind
blood spilled It's just a little wine And their cardboard house
doesn't burn I abandoned sleep and I'll party and I'll laugh 'til
I cry Night lies and moon like a dog is howling this song of mine
I'm mercury ball and my light bears more poison than gas I'm
cleaner now than a toilet with abundance of guests