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Ночная Москва

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Мерцают огоньки ночной Москвы

сквозь розовые сумерки заката,

и наползают тучей синей сны -

подручные незримого магната.


И, как прилив, внезапно охватив

витрины, улицы, дома и переулки,

они играют - каждый свой мотив,

возникнув из магической шкатулки.


И как туман крадется из болот,

они крадутся сквозь дверные щели,

чтоб совершить в душе переворот,

чтобы внушить нам то, во что мы верим.


И только шорохи полуночных машин

слегка пугают полуночных пешеходов,

и те спешат, и сны спешат вслед им

и тихо прячутся в подземных переходах.


Мерцают огоньки ночной Москвы:

все меньше окон, больше звёзд на небе.

Пусть каждому его приснятся сны,

пока заря не возвестит о Фебе.

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