Раз-два-три, ветер изменится - Глава 8 отрывок 3 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Autumn is the time for suicide and writing sad poems, but I, unable to do either, spent my time wandering around the city and spending the last of my money in eateries that even Mexican drug dealers did not go to. The social bottom has many manifestations, but it is physically impossible to sink lower than a cafe where, along with coffee, they serve cockroaches and a couple of gossips about how Jim from the next block was recently Jessica.

It was Tuesday; One of those Tuesdays about which they say that it was then that the main character realized that it was easier to go crazy than endure his life - I was heading to the zoo. I didn’t think that the sight of empty cages and the remains of mangy animals could cheer me up - I was selfishly looking for someone who would be worse off than me.

Of course he was there. Not that this scenario was my main hope: we meet purely by chance on the street, he hides me under his coat and takes me home until my mother sees - but to a certain extent I wanted to believe that he was wandering the streets in the same way and looking for me . Even if he can find out my phone number. And my address. And my blood type. My anything.

Dr. Hannibal Lecter stood next to the wolf's cage, and it was too much déjà vu: a cashmere scarf in a clever pattern that could probably be folded into "You're a complete idiot, Will," an expensive coat and a paper cup of coffee in a hand whose function was to destroy areola of perfection. I came closer.

He turned around.

I was counting on anything. Screams. Screams. Fight. Icy contempt. Spit in the face. Ignorance mixed with arrogance. I was counting on a certain amount of self-loathing to explain why he left me for two months, but.

He turned around and said:

“Have a seat,” and he sat down on the bench in front of the empty enclosure.

And for some reason I sat down next to him.

I don't deny, maybe I didn't have the willpower, maybe it was my lack of pride that let me down, maybe the second I saw him I was able to breathe for the first time in a month, and honestly, I liked breathing.

“They transferred the doe to the next enclosure,” the hand points to the iron bars in the distance. “It’s unreasonable to leave the game and the predator alone, but they had no other places left, and the animals had to go somewhere.” Would you like some coffee, Will?.. - My hands are shaking, but I carefully squeeze my fingers around the glass. Just look how close we are!.. I'm erasing his prints with mine!

“They began to give the wolf more meat so that he would not kill the doe, but instinct, Will, is very difficult to overcome,” Hannibal closes his eyes and pulls the edge of the scarf, freeing his throat. “The wolf grew thin, and no one could understand why. Last night he crawled under the bars and, although he could have run out to freedom, he went specifically to the doe’s enclosure to kill her and drag her back to his cage, where kilograms of meat were rotting.

- Why are you telling me this? – he raises his eyebrows and frowns when he hears my question.

- Because, Will, some people can be very difficult to stop.