Last Dose
Fair women blessed me in my life, -
real, colorful... and yet,
I am waiting for the one to cry
in the last of days above my bed.
I will sip a last dose of the drug
that reliefs my pain at night,
and as I release the mug,
she will come all dressed in white.
She will see the blinking tube,
and with fingers stroke my hair,
"Yes... I know you - you pursued
and extolled so gently beauty`s flare..."
I will trust this hanging breast,
and the fingers` warm intent,
and will know that I can rest
after such a pitiful lament.
"Is there something I can do..."
she will say before she cries.
"Strip, so I remember you!"
I will say before the night...
Button after button then
youth and body she will show...
Seizing beauty once again
I will stay in life in whole!
With the snow outside that year,
trees and leaves will glow in blue.
Gulping down the sweetest tears,
I will shut the blinking tube...
Vlado Lubenov
îðèãèíàë:
Âëàäî Ëþáåíîâ
Ïîñëåäíà äîçà
Æèâîòúò äàðè ìå ñ êðàñèâè æåíè,-
íåèçìèñëåíè, öâåòíè… îáà÷å,
âñå ÷àêàì îíàçè, â ïîñëåäíèòå äíè,
êîÿòî íàä ìåí ùå çàïëà÷å…
Ùå ïðèåìà ïîñëåäíàòà äîçà ìîðôèí,
äà çàáðàâÿ çà áîëíîòî òÿëî,
è òîãàâà, ïðåç çàëåçà ðîçîâî-ñèí,
òÿ ùå äîéäå, îáëå÷åíà â áÿëî.
Ùå ïîãëåäíå äàëè å ñèñòåìàòà â ðåä,
ùå ðàçðîøè ìè ñ ïðúñòè êîñàòà,
è ùå êàæå: "Àç çíàì, òè ñè îíçè ïîåò,
òîëêîç íåæíî âúçïÿë êðàñîòàòà…"
Ùå ïîâÿðâàì íà òàçè íàäâåñåíà ãðúä,
è íà ïðúñòèòå íåæíîñò ñúáðàëè,
è ùå çíàì, ÷å ãîòîâ ñúì äà ìèíà îòâúä,
àêî íÿêîé òàêà ìå ïîæàëè…
"Êàæåòå, êàêâî äà íàïðàÿ çà Âàñ…" -
ùå ïðîøåïíå, ïðåäè äà çàïëà÷å.
"Ñúáëå÷è ñå, çà ìèã äà òå âèäÿ â àíôàñ!" -
ùå ïðîøåïíà, èçãóáåí âúâ çäðà÷à…
…È òúé êîï÷å, ñëåä êîï÷å, ñëåä êîï÷å â íîùòà,
ùå ðàçêðèâà òÿ ñâîåòî òÿëî…
È òúé âêîï÷èë ñå, âêîï÷èë ñå â ìèã êðàñîòà,
ùå îñòàíà â æèâîòà èçöÿëî!
È ùå ñâåòÿò ïàê â ñèíüî âúí äâåòå áðåçè,
êàòî â ïðèêàçíà íåæíà ïîåìà,
è ïðåãëúòíàë íàé-ñëàäêèòå æåíñêè ñúëçè,
ùå èçêëþ÷à àç ñâîéòà ñèñòåìà…