Олжас Сулейменов - Любая Влага Влитая в Кувшин

Стихотворение Олжаса Сулейменова в исполнении Салтанат Науруз Poetic Kazakhstan Olzhas Suleimenov Any liquid, poured into a jug, hastens to take its cast form, but the word, penetrating into the wilderness of the soul, renders it with its own form. Darkness distorts images night, behind in horses, greyhounds ... Always, everywhere - a throat to overcome the boundaries of terrifying harmonies. So, as we enter the world, we change the world, It is a shell, we are its foundation, my world, frowning, wrinkling, as an ether, takes shape of a Word. Sparkles of smoke - burned the last volume ... But the sign over the light ash is eternal letters, over felt, above the stone slab thought mould curved SOUND