Boris Grebenshchikov

Tree
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1987
You are a tree, your place is in the garden,
And when it is dark for me, I enter this garden.
You are a tree, and you are in plain sight,
But if I look at you for a long time,
You will hear my gaze.
You are a tree, your trunk is transparent and clean,
But I touch with my hand and you hear me.
You are a tree, and I am like an aspen leaf,
But you are a child of water and earth, and I am a son of fire.
I will wait for you where you tell me,
Wherever you tell me,
While this blood is in me and the wind is in your branches,
I will wait for you, wait for you.
You are a tree, your leaves are in the clouds,
But then a leaf flew past.
You are a tree and we are in good hands,
We will wait until time runs out.
And we'll meet after the end.

My death
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1984
Hello, my death
I'm glad we speak the same language.
I often needed someone who didn't care
Who am I now?
Who knows me and will open the doors of my home for me
Teach me what can be said by me
Teach me - words are as indifferent as a knife
And he who wants love is doubly defenseless
And without knowing you, it moves as if in the dark
And everyone speaks of love in words
Everyone sees beautiful dreams
Everyone is sure that he is the source of the fire.
And this is a topic for a new war.
Hello, death, thank you for being here.
My solemn city has not yet awakened from its sleep
While we are here and there is still time to make movements of love
We need to leave the path to the spring clear.
And someone is waiting for us on the other shore
Someone will look me straight in the eyes
But I heard a song, it was sung
"Do what you must, and come what may."
I think this is a good answer to the question.
But each of us sells ourselves seriously
To buy myself a continuation of spring
And everyone in their soul doubts that they are right
And this is a topic for a new war.
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier
Fais ce que dois - advienne que peut
C'est commande au chevalier

People who came from the juniper
Track - album "Hyperborea", 1997

You are a horse,
You are a wonderful horse.
I would be glad
Jump on you all day long.
And I would consider it an honor -
I would be honored,
But the people who came from the juniper,
They told me to be like them;
Be like them.
Are you here
You are virtually here
You're a-bop-pub-luba-pamb
And I'm glad you're here
Everything melts like ice
Everything melts like ice,
But in the very heart of my hearts
You are embroidered with an animal needle
On the silk of heaven
You are a temple
The first and last temple
And I pray in you for a year
And I pray in you for an hour
I might be blind
I might be blind,
But the gods who came from the lower heavens
They told me not to close it
My eyes

The name of my longing
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1999
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It burns like a whip
All here, but unattainable
Reflection in glass
Fire on the other side of the river
And if you want, walk on water
Or become different
But he whispers, "Lord, the Holy One
Teach me
"The name of my longing"
Between you and me - every word of mine
About how slow snow is
About how high the heavens are
Lord, if You are not able
Release me from this blood cell
Teach me
The name of my longing
You are too far from me
Too far from me
As air from fire, water from the wave, the heart from the blood
And here I am falling down, already two steps from the ground
Oh my God, look!
You forgave me everything.
And I know - You are true
But Your unquenchable light
It goes out when touched by the hand
Lord, if I come back
Then I will come back clean
The rest is up to me
Teach me
The name of my longing

Fly, my angel, fly
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1984
The wings broke while the air was still empty.
Who could have told him that he had only a burden on his shoulders?
Who could tell him something - we knew he was ahead.
I whispered after him: "Fly, my angel, fly!"
A boy who looks like a magician, blind as an arrow,
The virginity of the sky was destroyed with the flap of a wing;
When all the bridges turned to dust and ashes covered the roads,
I said after him: "Fly, my angel, fly!"
I know that in everything that happened to me, God was on my side,
And all the reproaches that I am deaf do not apply to me.
After all, I hear a million voices around me.
But one is like a bird in a fist;
And I clench my fist: "Fly, my angel, fly!"

The Golden City (Under the Blue Sky)
Track – Aquarium ‧ 2015
Under the blue sky there is a golden city
With transparent gates and a bright star
And in that city there is a garden, all herbs and flowers
Animals of unprecedented beauty roam there.
One is like a yellow fire-maned lion
Another is an ox full of eyes
With them is a golden heavenly eagle
Whose gaze is so bright and unforgettable
And in the blue sky one star burns
She is yours, oh my angel, she is yours always
He who loves is loved, he who is bright is holy.
Let the star lead you along the road to a wonderful garden
A fire-maned lion will meet you there.
And the blue ox, full of eyes
With them is the golden eagle of heaven
Whose gaze is so bright and unforgettable

Don't drink wine, Gertrude.
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1994
In the Ipatiev Sloboda
A horse is being led through the streets
There is drunken chaos on the streets
The streets are full of greetings
And on it is a bridle made of ice
He wears a crown of fire.
He could burn this city down
But the city, in essence, does not exist
Boom, boom-boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
Boom, boom-boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
He was once different
He was a woman with a narrow face.
He was wearing a black bodice.
And there is a dagger hidden in the bodice
And when blood was flowing all around
A guest came to his window
When this guest was inside
He said quietly and calmly
Don't drink wine, Gertrude.
Drunkenness does not beautify a lady.
You'll get completely drunk and it'll become disgusting.
To comrades and friends
Hold on tight to the anchor
The anchor won't let you down
And if you understand that samsara is nirvana
Then every sorrow will pass
Boom, boom-boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
Boom, boom-boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
Let the centuries pass
A river flows across the sky
And to all who raise their eyes
A hand waves from the boat
Let there be confusion in the heart
But to everyone who wants and waits
It's enough to stop playing
And the heart will sing with a smile
Don't drink wine, Gertrude.
Drunkenness does not beautify a lady.
Get completely drunk and you'll feel disgusted.
To comrades and friends
Hold on tight to the anchor
The anchor won't let you down
And if you understand that samsara is nirvana
Then every sorrow will pass
Don't drink wine, Gertrude.
Drunkenness does not beautify a lady.
You'll get completely drunk and it'll become disgusting.
To comrades and friends
Hold on tight to the anchor
The anchor won't let you down
And if you understand that samsara is nirvana
Then every sorrow will pass
Boom, boom-boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
Boom, boom-boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
Boom, boom-boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
Boom, boom-boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom

Captain White Snow
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1999

Where are you wandering now, Captain White Snow,
Without you we have smooth weather, without you we have peace.
Dream interpreters say that you are sleeping,
Just what can you expect from them, Captain White Snow.
I wandered around like a dog through the ruins of shrines
From the Valley of the Kings to the stones on the hill.
And the eyes of the white stupas and the warmth of the Kremlin walls,
They tell me - you are here, Captain White Snow.
Captain White Snow, Captain Heat Fire,
Without you I can’t sing and it’s not possible to love.
Like a sunken temple in the middle of a river
I'm hanging on the edge, Captain Snow White.
Either a rustle in the night, or a cry of emptiness,
Or maybe just a greeting from what's in the chest.
You keep joking with me, wait, don't joke,
I'm doomed without you, Captain White Snow.
We've known each other for a hundred years, there's no need to waste words,
Even if you appear in my dreams, even if you wink at me like a star.
It will be easier together in these strange days, -
That's all. Waiting. Over. Captain Snow White.

A Christmas Carol
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1984
Your planes - they will never take off;
Your horizons are clear, your shores are safe from the surf.
There are a lot of people on the streets, but they didn't tell you what it is,
You throw them gold - you were not told that it was copper;
Of those who were here at first, only three remain with you.
But, Queen, who will let them sing?
Your eyes - no one remembers their color,
Only in cages do nightingales of a nature unknown to scientists sing.
All doors are locked from dusk until dawn;
Only fishermen are not afraid to look after you.
You have been deceived - they are not allowed to look at the water;
But, Queen, who will extinguish their light?
And in the harbor there are sails made of colored stones,
And the sailors in monastic robes drink the health of the captain's wife,
But at midnight they disperse to their cells - they weigh anchor early,
They need to sail around the world - to where it is darkest at midday,
Than at night. Their ship was taken apart by the guards,
But they will float away, Queen, there are things stronger.
And at night time goes back,
And the day that comes tomorrow will be two thousand years since it was lived;
But the white rider laughs, nothing bothers him,
And the white ship with swan wings had already raised its sails;
The spring hours are becoming stricter every year,
But, Queen, your look will be the signal.
Queen, we have heard that the ice is moving;
But when the rivers rise, it's not even worth answering;
The palms are full of amber, it will burn until dawn,
And the song of the apple branches - no one sings it,
But this does not last long, and our star never changed color;
But, queen, be quiet: do you hear the snow falling?
Yes, Queen, it is New Year after all!

Secret Uzbek
Track – Aquarium ‧ 2011
We held on as long as we could.
But here and there they completely forgot the PIN code
And now we glide without touching the ground
And we beat ourselves against the wall, although we knew from birth where the entrance was
But the hard time of doubt came and went
The hand of glory is burned, and the ashes are scattered, and the mixture
Poured out. And to the one who holds the oar here
Tell them that the Secret Uzbek is already here.
Three old women in the basement, wrapped in rags
But those who spin the precious thread
They know, as one who drinks, leaning on a spear, knows
And as all those who have nothing and no reason to drink know,
So trumpet it throughout the endless steppe
Through the burning fog and the murky green suspension
To those who mine salt and tenderly sow grain
Whisper to them that the Secret Uzbek is already here
He's neither for nor against. He's busy with something else, like Basho.
He does not control anyone's destiny
It's just that wherever he appears, everything
It happens as if by itself
So pass it on to all those who have been bent over backwards for a long time
That there is no point in hiding stupidity, greed, and arrogance any longer.
And there's no point in pretending that you're someone else.
When the Secret Uzbek is already here
And even if we all lock ourselves in a remote prison
Burn the planes, dismantle the trains
It won't bother him at all
Move from where he is to here with us
And I repeat that this is not a reason to cry and scream.
Everything will remain exactly as it is.
And those who know what's going on, know and will remain silent.
Because the Secret Uzbek is already here

Adelaide
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1987
Wind, fog and snow.
We are alone in this house.
Don't be afraid of the knock on the window -
This is for me,
This is the north wind,
We are in the palms of his hands.
But the north wind is my friend,
He keeps everything that is hidden.
He will do so,
That the sky will become free of clouds
Where the star Adelaide rises.
I remember the movement of the lips,
Touching with hands.
I heard that time erases everything.
You hear the beating of the heart -
This scythe hit a stone.
And there is no sadness, no evil,
No bitterness, no resentment.
There is only the north wind,
And he will wake me up
Where the star Adelaide rises.

I wouldn't want to be you that day
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1994
You are inevitable, like a reef in a river.
You bring everyone to dust
The reins of heaven are in your hand
The power of emptiness is in the lips
And once I saw you
He won't rise from his knees.
You are as refined as Proust.
You are graceful like a deer
But there will be a day
And you will forget what "fuck" means.
I wouldn't want to be you that day
I love watching you dispense your justice.
Riding on a zinc bucket
Your enemies are running
You are Bonaparte in your own yard
Maybe you can enlighten them.
Show them where the night is and where the day is
Perhaps you will spare them.
When I'm too lazy to execute them
But there will be a day
And the beggar from the church porch will hand you a nickel
I wouldn't want to be you that day
Blind snipers sing your anthem
While you sleep under their trunk
Inhumanly simple
Your star Shalom
Your eagles are always vigilant
While they eat from your hand
Your wells are deep
The pockets are wide
But there will be a day when the children will ask you
"What does the word 'home' mean?
I wouldn't want to be you that day

For those who are in love
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1994
Don't stand so close to me
The air here is too clear
And the year is already remembered by everyone
With its number of fatalities
My friends advise me, but you know
It's strange, I can't hear a word.
And again I stand on this threshold
Not knowing how to move forward
And maybe I'll take a step
One more step into this abyss
And the moment the train starts moving
We will meet each other's eyes for the first time
Or maybe I'll sit here
Just like that, silently watching the leaves fall
And slowly think about what those are doing
Who acts like one who is in love
We once had a method
You must remember how it all ended.
So everything is under control
You can rest assured
Although love is a strange thing
Nobody knows what she will say
But we are adults.
We rarely take risks for free
And what can we do, in essence?
Unless you tell stories
And to believe in electricity, forgetting
That we ourselves could do something
Or maybe later, at night
When no one will hear for sure
Looking after the fading star
Pray for what those in love do
So what happened to the bad kids?
With those who did not listen to their elders?
They went somewhere
And they will hardly return back
And we will delete their phone numbers.
And we will make the walls stronger
And we will become silent, and silence
Will play strange games with us
And maybe the day will be long
And maybe the night will be strange
In the sense that something happened
Although everything remained the same
And one, if necessary
Since this star does not go out
I will forget everything I have to
And I will do as those who are in love do

Angel
Track – Aquarium ‧ 2007
I am connected to her by a chain,
A chain of unknown length.
We sleep in the same bed
On opposite sides of the wall.
And everything is wonderfully clear,
But what is in that heaven?
And everyone will die the same death,
Which he will come up with himself.
She has her own demons,
And their nightingales behind the wall,
And each of them was a reason,
Why she is not with me.
But under the slow gaze of the icons
In the heart, damp from the rain,
I realized that I was innocent,
And that means I'm not a judge.
So make me an angel,
And I will give you the firmament.
Show me happy people,
And I will show you death.
Tell me a miracle
Escape from this prison,
And I will say that what we have,
It would be enough for those greater than us.
I am connected to her by a chain,
A chain of unknown length,
I am connected to her by church,
Church of love and war.
And the sky is getting closer,
So close that it hurts the eyes;
But everyone will die only the death
Which he will come up with himself.

Silver of my Lord
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1990
I am wounded by a bright arrow - I cannot be healed
I am wounded in the heart - what more could I want?
As if the night is tender, as if there is still a way
The old straight path of our love
And we are still silent, and we are still counting and waiting
And we keep singing about ourselves - what else should we sing about?
But something seems wrong
As if the colors had faded
It's as if we miss You again
Silver of my Lord
Silver of the Lord
Do I know the words to say about you?
Silver of my Lord
Silver of the Lord
Above the stars, above the words
In line with our longing
As a village blacksmith, I'll be out before dark
Where I go, no one will follow me.
And maybe I was blind
And maybe it's not so
But I know what awaits just before the end of the road
Silver of my Lord
Silver of the Lord
Do I know the words to say about you?
Silver of my Lord
Silver of the Lord
Above the stars, above the words
In line with our longing

The one I love
Track – Aquarium ‧ 2000
I dreamed of the road to the North, I dreamed of smoothness and silence
And it was as if the sky had opened, and as if You were looking
The angels are all in radiance, and in the same line with them
Next to you there is one - the one I love
And I say: "Listen, what would you like, answer
My body and soul, my life and death
Everything that is not yet sung has a place in your paradise.
Just give me the one I love."
There's a little light in the heart, a thirty-watt bulb
This one will burn out too - and I'll have to go down to hell for a new one.
And I keep dancing, without looking, on the icy edge
And one holds me, the one I love
And I don’t know what lies ahead, but I know my destiny
Here she is waiting, alone, the one I love

Sitting on a beautiful hill
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1984
Sitting on a beautiful hill
I often see dreams, and this is what seems to me:
That it's not about money, and not about the number of women,
And not in old folklore, and not in the New Wave -
But we walk blindly in strange places,
And all we have is joy and fear,
Fear that we are worse than we can be,
And the joy that everything is in good hands;
And in every dream
There is no way I can refuse,
And I'm running somewhere, but when I wake up,
I hope you will be with me...

Dancing on the Edge of Spring
Track – Aquarium ‧ 1985
This afternoon I was watching from the roof,
Tonight I will burn letters.
Stones in my hands, stones that hold the world,
These are not the same thing.
I could write an epic, but why risk camouflage?
I could take a canvas and brushes, but it doesn’t change anything.
I could take a step back, I could take a step back,
But that's not what I need, that's not what I need -
These are just our dances on the brink of spring;
These are just our dances on the brink of spring.
I see your shore, but what's that glittering in the bushes?
I saw something similar in one of the videos.
I know your voice better than my own,
But I want to know who is talking to me;
I could have stayed in one piece, but that's not in the circus rules.
I could have stayed whole, but that is not in my nature;
I could confess my love, I could confess my love to you,
But is that what you want? And does it change anything?
These are just our dances on the brink of spring;
These are just our dances on the brink of spring.
This afternoon I watched from the roof, tonight I will burn the letters.
The stones in my hands, the stones that hold the world, are not the same thing;
I could write an epic, but why risk camouflage?
I could take a canvas and brushes, but it doesn’t change anything.
I could take a step back, I could take a step back,
But that's not what I need; no, that's not what I need.
These are just our dances on the brink of spring;
These are just our dances on the brink of spring.