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Ю. И. Визбору

Пришла весна вечернею порой,

и с каплями дождя упала рядом

любовь неразорвавшимся снарядом,

звенящею прозрачною слезой.


И тихо колыхался в окнах свет

горящими осколками заката,

и музыка, звучащая стаккато,

подсказывала нужный мне ответ.


И где бы ни был ты, мой милый друг, -

в прокуренной просоленной таверне -

услышу я средь гомона, наверно,

как ты услышишь тот же самый звук.


А после будет долгий трудный путь

через моря и страны, через лето.

А осенью прольются все ответы,

смывая накопившуюся грусть.


Так будет, ты поверь мне, знаю я.

Ну, а пока грохочут в небе бубны,

Расправь, дружок, в улыбке нежной губы,

мелодией прозрачною звеня.

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