Как тюремный засов… Lyrics & Chords By Joseph Brodsky

Twas Brillig and the slithy Toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe, All mimsy were the borogoves And the momeraths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son, The jaws that bite,...read more

I walk towards thee Away from the sullen despair Where for reachest thou Not thy hands out As to save me from death Thou my only friend The angelic form wept Bruised and...read more

If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through her straws, breaking my bandaged string, If the red tickle as the cattle calve ...read more

Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and descended I have come by the highway home ...read more

The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death. ...read more