BRIGADIER (BG)
 
Near Tambov there is hut,
Lives in it big and strong,
Overgrown beard to his waist,
Blue-eyed brigadier.

And none of us knows
What he is a Mahatma,
Chief of all the silent superiors
And commander of the mandate commanders.

Multihanded ascetics 
Rustle the Mahabharata;
Many in the world there are surprises,
If to stand on the head.

But even if you sit a hundred lives,
Laid back legs behind your ears –
God nests in your heart,
Walks like a cat on the grass.





"Under The Bridge Like Chkalov"
Альбом "Aerostatics In The Company Of Sphinxes"
Альбомы Б.Г.
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