Egor Rybakov - Moscow is silent. Selected poems

Let the weak be a man

But not when all the weakness is exposed,

Surely he can be unshakable

And he will never cry in front of a woman

Let him be open

What truth would not cut your eyes,

In his soul he will become so great

Honesty, kindness will always touch him.

Let the insecure be him

And rely as the only light

Don’t reject all the questions why,

After all, he wants to know the answers sincerely.

Let me forget you for a moment

Don’t remind me of my presence every minute

All in order for all discord to subside,

And his character and heel did not kill him at all.

Let me finally just stop loving you,

After all, human feelings are so impermanent

Let how he just wants to live,

Although his language is not perfect.

Satisfied with peace, hopes, love,

You were so eager up, straight into the clouds

Old hopes stubbornly called new,

And she was in a hurry again, to be sure.

Where it is so beautiful, quiet and free,

Where they please and forever praise without end,

Where anyone could be a companion

Rejecting dreams, she penetrated into voices again.

I was in such a hurry, tirelessly and whimsically,

Through cities, patricians and countries,

As if this path is so important

And with every step it got weird.

You penetrated souls, destroying all foundations,

She rejected everything and took her lies for the beginning,

And again she was so eager, became brave and harsh,

To incomprehensible stars, and my love is just near.

One early morning on weekdays

You will come up to me and kiss me without looking

You will hug tightly, you will not hide from friends,

I will see tenderness in such a dear and close look.

Pull your shoulder and take it with you to the cafe

Drink your favorite coffee without hesitation

As if not an acquaintance, but the most important I am the prefect,

And I will listen to the voice in the surrounding noise.

You will draw me to you so persistently and tenderly,

You will tell about your love and warm feelings,

I will admire you like a bird in the sky,

And you will become my cure for eternal dissipation.

Tell quietly about all your mistakes in life

That I got lost and didn’t know what you did yourself,

That I have become so important and completely superfluous,

And you ran away from sincere happiness and goodness.

Love me… in a stormy spring,

When the streams flow around

And everyone is in good mood,

And the sun shines in the blue sky.

Love me… in a fierce winter,

When a blizzard rages outside the window

When the moon covers the sky with darkness,

And you constantly remember the sea coast.

And in the fall… do not forget to warm me,

So I want your warmth and affection,

Do not disappear at all in work,

Come to me to warm up without fear.

And in the summer… God commanded to love always,

When nature is… so gentle and good,

You will carry your love through the years

Your body and soul will live in bliss.

Love me when i’m weak or strong

When healthy as a bull… or sick,

When I’m an adult or infantile

When… I hardly know my language.

Love me… when I reject you

Sometimes you gently dip into the coolness

I’m used to you… without flattery, I confess

Be near you… always love me…

Recently you soared in the sky

Feeding on the sun, warm wind

And this world was wonderful, magic,

And everything was great this summer.

As soon as the golden autumn has come,

You wanted to know the hidden prohibitions

Your friend tasted the sweet fruit

And on this day you took off your vows.

You have recognized passion, languor, lust,

You enjoyed it all to the fullest,

Thought life wasn’t so bad

And all the fuss around is just one vanity.

Years passed and got much older

And everything is boring, it does not please at all,

And I remembered how wonderful it was before

As day after day I dreamed, did not know the problems.

And then one early warm morning,

You greased your wings, rubbed and combed

But the skills, unfortunately, are vaguely remembered,

Without modesty, he put himself on a pedestal.

And the whole day you remembered your flights,

As I rushed to the sky, I flew there for a long time,

You have not experienced long falls and ups,

And you were happy, loved, bored, dreamed.

And a little towards evening the fallen angel cried,

That I wanted so headlong to go to heaven,

And soon he fell asleep, was very tired,

And only in a dream… he flew up like a bird boldly.

When your boy is growing up

He reaches out to his mother with his soul,

He always trusts his secrets,

And sometimes he turns for advice.

Sister will always warm, protect,

Will prompt and cheer you up,

And all the insults will drown out the string,

And will always embrace you tenderly.

You trust your friend with tender dreams

She will warm, caress with her heart,

And he will often go to dreams,

Undoubtedly, you will not forget it, believe me.

And soon he will turn into a man,

And childhood dreams will remain in the soul

And he will look for half,

Or maybe he can trust his fate.

And may he meet the female ideal,

And I’m not talking about a model standard,

And the one whom I dreamed of for a long time in a dream,

To whom is he ready to kiss his palms forever.

And this is happiness if he knew that ideal,

It will be much easier for him in this life,

I have no doubt that I’ve seen a lot of beauties,

But he will never forget that one.

Listen to me future mothers

Protect and cherish your daughters,

After all, they are, of course, future ladies,

Be patient and kind with them.

Let’s educate, help in life,

So that we thank God that they are,

And there will be only our quivering thoughts about them,

And we prayed for the desire for communication and meetings.

Words like the wind fill the air

Give support and hope to the discouraged

And the love and passion of war are not afraid,

It means that it is not destiny to become bitter to him.

Soulful words warm and cherish us,

Will fill with paints of passions melancholy,

Compliments make girls blush

And they will gladly show you all of Moscow.

And as a tool they possess,

To offend, hurt or hurt,

Who does not know how to defend… will suffer,

We will make these offenders feel sorry for them.

Words are desperate

When brought to the edge and pushed

They are not in danger of any repentance,

Their insolence is only indulged.

People love each other more,

Give happiness, do not push into the pool,

To appreciate words, admit it is a great merit!!!

Words are like the wind… fill the air…

Tell me mom why do all people lie?

Because the sky is blue and the sun is red

«Such things are always called the truth from now on,

After all, our word is beautiful and dangerous.»

Tell me why you need such friends?

That they throw mud, spread gossip,