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by Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok (1880 - 1921)

Я был весь в пестрых лоскутьях
Language: Russian (Русский) 
Я был весь в пестрых лоскутьях,
Белый, красный, в безобразной маске
Хохотал и кривлялся па распутъях,
И рассказывал шуточные сказки.

Развертывал длинные сказанья
Бессвязно, и долго, и звонко -
О стариках, и о странах без названья,
И о девушке с глазами ребенка.

Кто-то долго, бессмысленно смеялся,
И кому-то становилось больно.
И когда я внезапно сбивался,
Из толпы кричали: «Довольно!»

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Text Authorship:

  • by Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok (1880 - 1921), no title, appears in Стихотворения. Книга первая (1898—1904), in 3. Распутья (1902—1904) (Rasput'ja) [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Semyon Viktorovich Panchenko (1867 - 1937), "Я был весь в пёстрых лоскмотьях" [sung text not yet checked]

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2021-08-22
Line count: 12
Word count: 58

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