Габриэль Гарсиа Маркес - Глаза голубой собаки - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Eyes blue dog

She stared at me, and I could not figure out where before I saw this girl. Her eyes glistened wet alarming in the uneven light of a kerosene lamp, and I remembered - I dream about it every night and the room lamp, and every night I meet here for a girl with anxious eyes. Yes, yes, I see it every time, shifting the shifting face of the dream, the verge of waking and sleeping. I found a cigarette and lit a cigarette, leaning back in his chair, balancing on its hind legs - tart sour smoke streamed rings. We were silent. I - rocking in a chair, she - warming delicate white fingers over the glass cover of the lamp. Shadows trembled on her eyelids. I thought I should say something, and I said at random: "Eyes of a blue dog," - and she said sadly, "Yes. Now we will never forget it. " She stepped out of the circle of glowing lights and repeated: "Eyes of a blue dog. I wrote it everywhere. "

She turned and walked to the dresser. The round moon mirror appeared her face - a reflection of the face, an optical image, double, ready to dissolve into quivering lamplight. Sad eyes the color of the cooled ash sadly looked at me and fell, she opened pearl powder compact and touched the sponge nose and forehead. "I'm so afraid - she said - that this dream room to someone else, and he is messed up." She flicked a lock of her compact, got up and returned to the lamp. "Do not you feel cold?" - she asked. "Sometimes ..." - I replied. She opened her cold hands over the lamp, and the shadow of a finger laid on her face. "I probably catch a cold, - she said. - You live in the city of ice. "

Kerosene light made her skin copper-red and glossy. "You've got bronze skin, - I said. - Sometimes it seems to me that in this life you have to be a bronze statue in the corner of a museum. " "No, - she said. - But sometimes me and most think I metal - when I sleep on my left side and my heart beating loudly in my chest. " - "I always wanted to hear the beating of your heart." - "If we meet in reality, you can put your ear to my chest and hear." - "If we meet in reality ..." She put her hands on the glass cover, and she said: "The eyes of a blue dog. I repeat these words everywhere. "

Eyes blue dog. With this phrase she was looking for me in real life, these words have a password, which we had to get to know each other in reality. She walked through the streets, and repeated as if by chance: "Eyes blue dog." And in restaurants, making the order, she whispered the young waiters: "Eyes of a blue dog." And on the moisture on the glass, it is displayed on the finger hotels and station windows, "Eyes blue dog." People around a puzzled shrug, and waiters bowed with polite indifference. Once at the pharmacy she fancied the smell familiar from dreams, and she said to the druggist: "There is a young man, whom I see in a dream. He always repeats: "Eyes of a blue dog." Maybe you know him? " Apothecary in response to a hostile laughed and walked to the other end of the counter. And she was looking at a new tiled floor pharmacy, and the familiar smell of all the tortured and tormented her. Unable to stand, she knelt down and wrote with lipstick on white tiles "Eyes blue dog." The apothecary rushed to her: "Senorita, you messed up my floor. Take a cloth and wipe off immediately! " And the rest of the evening she was crawling on his knees, wiping the letters and repeating through her tears: "Eyes of a blue dog. Eyes blue dog. " And in the doorway cackled onlookers gathered to look at the crazy.

She paused, and I sat on the rocking chair. "Every morning, - I said - I'm trying to remember the phrase on which