Женщины - книга Чарльз Буковски на аглийском с переводом на русский. Аудиокнига.

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I slept most of the afternoon and that night I drove out to the harness races .

Большую часть дня я проспал, а вечером поехал на скачки на упряжках.

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I lost $ 32 , got into the Volks and drove back . I parked , walked up on the porch and put the key into the door . All the lights were on . I looked around . Drawers were ripped out and overturned on the floor , the bed covers were on the floor . All my books were missing from the bookcase , including the books I had written , 20 or so . And my typewriter was gone and my toaster was gone and my radio was gone and my paintings were gone .

Я потерял 32 доллара, сел в «Фольксваген» и поехал обратно. Я припарковался, подошел к крыльцу и вставил ключ в дверь. Все огни были включены. Я осмотрелся. Ящики были вырваны и опрокинуты на пол, покрывала валялись на полу. Все мои книги пропали из книжного шкафа, включая книги, которые я написал, около 20. И моей пишущей машинки, и тостера, и радио, и моих картин.

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Lydia , I thought .

Лидия, подумал я.

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All she ’ d left me was my t . v . because she knew I never looked at it .

Все, что она мне оставила, это моя футболка. v. потому что она знала, что я никогда на это не смотрел.

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I walked outside and there was Lydia ’ s car , but she wasn ’ t in it . " Lydia , " I said . " Hey , baby ! "

Я вышел на улицу и увидел машину Лидии, но ее в ней не было. «Лидия», — сказал я. "Привет детка!"

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I walked up and down the street and then I saw her feet , both of them , sticking out from behind a small tree up against an apartment house wall . I walked up to the tree and said , " Look , what the hell ’ s the matter with you ? "

Я ходил взад и вперед по улице, а затем увидел ее обе ноги, торчащие из-за небольшого дерева у стены жилого дома. Я подошел к дереву и сказал: «Послушай, что с тобой, черт возьми?»

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Lydia just stood there . She had two shopping bags full of my books and a portfolio of my paintings .

Лидия просто стояла рядом. У нее было две сумки для покупок, полные моих книг и портфолио моих картин.

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" Look , I ’ ve got to have my books and paintings back . They belong to me . "

«Послушайте, я должен вернуть свои книги и картины. Они принадлежат мне».

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Lydia came out from behind the tree - screaming .

Лидия с криком вышла из-за дерева.

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She took the paintings out and started tearing them . She threw the pieces in the air and when they fell to the ground she stomped on them . She was wearing her cowgirl boots .

Она достала картины и начала их рвать. Она подбросила куски в воздух, а когда они упали на землю, растоптала их. На ней были ее ковбойские сапоги.

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Then she took my books out of the shopping bags and started throwing them around , out into the street , out on the lawn , everywhere .

Затем она вынула мои книги из сумок для покупок и начала разбрасывать их на улицу, на лужайку, куда угодно.

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" Here are your paintings ! Here are your books ! AND DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! "

«Вот ваши картины! Вот ваши книги! И НЕ РАССКАЗЫВАЙТЕ МНЕ О СВОИХ ЖЕНЩИНАХ! НЕ РАССКАЗЫВАЙТЕ МНЕ О СВОИХ ЖЕНЩИНАХ!»

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Then Lydia ran down to my court with a book in her hand , my latest , The Selected Works of Henry Chinaski . She screamed , " So you want your books back ? So you want your books back ? Here are your goddamned books ! AND DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! "

Затем ко мне ко двору прибежала Лидия с книгой в руке, моей последней, «Избранные произведения Генри Чинаски». Она закричала: «Так ты хочешь вернуть свои книги? Итак, ты хочешь вернуть свои книги? Вот твои проклятые книги! И НЕ РАССКАЗЫВАЙ МНЕ О СВОИХ ЖЕНЩИНАХ!»

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She started smashing the glass panes in my front door . She took The Selected Works of Henry Chinaski and smashed pane after pane , screaming , " You want your books back ? Here are your goddamned books ! AND DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! I DON ’ T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! "

Она начала разбивать стекла в моей входной двери. Она взяла «Избранные сочинения Генри Чинаски» и разбила стекло за стеклом, крича: «Вы хотите вернуть свои книги? Вот ваши проклятые книги! И НЕ РАССКАЗЫВАЙТЕ МНЕ О СВОИХ ЖЕНЩИНАХ! Я НЕ ХОЧУ СЛЫШАТЬ О ВАШИХ ЖЕНЩИНАХ!» "

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I stood there as she screamed and broke glass .

Я стоял там, пока она кричала и разбивала стекло.

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Where are the police ? I thought . Where ?

Где полиция? Я думал. Где?

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Then Lydia ran down the court walk , took a quick left at the trash bin and ran down the driveway of the apartment house next door . Behind a small bush was my typewriter , my radio and my toaster .

Затем Лидия побежала по дорожке, быстро свернула налево возле мусорного бака и побежала по подъездной дорожке к соседнему дому. За небольшим кустом стояла моя пишущая машинка, радио и тостер.

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Lydia picked up the typewriter and ran out into the center of the street with it . It was a heavy old - fashioned standard machine . Lydia lifted the typer high over her head with both hands and smashed it in the street . The platen and several other parts flew off

Лидия схватила пишущую машинку и выбежала с ней на середину улицы. Это была тяжелая старомодная стандартная машина. Лидия подняла машинку высоко над головой обеими руками и разбила ее на улице. Валик и еще несколько деталей отлетели.

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She picked the typer up again , raised it over her head and screamed , " DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! " and smashed it into the street again .

Она снова взяла машинку, подняла ее над головой и закричала: «НЕ РАССКАЗЫВАЙТЕ МНЕ О СВОИХ ЖЕНЩИНАХ!» и снова выкинул его на улицу.

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Then Lydia jumped into her car and drove off . Fifteen seconds later the police cruiser drove up . " It ’ s an orange Volks . It ’ s called the Thing , looks like a tank . I don ’ t remember the license number , but the letters are HZY , like HAZY , got it ? "

Затем Лидия прыгнула в свою машину и уехала. Через пятнадцать секунд подъехала полицейская машина. «Это оранжевый «Фолькс». Его называют «Вещью», он похож на танк. Номер лицензии не помню, но буквы HZY, вроде HAZY, понял?

Чарльз Буковски

Женщины / Women B1

I slept most of the afternoon and that night I drove out to the harness races .

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Lydia , I thought .

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All she ’ d left me was my t . v . because she knew I never looked at it .

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I walked outside and there was Lydia ’ s car , but she wasn ’ t in it . " Lydia , " I said . " Hey , baby ! "

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I walked up and down the street and then I saw her feet , both of them , sticking out from behind a small tree up against an apartment house wall . I walked up to the tree and said , " Look , what the hell ’ s the matter with you ? "

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Lydia just stood there . She had two shopping bags full of my books and a portfolio of my paintings .

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" Look , I ’ ve got to have my books and paintings back . They belong to me . "

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Lydia came out from behind the tree - screaming .

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She took the paintings out and started tearing them . She threw the pieces in the air and when they fell to the ground she stomped on them . She was wearing her cowgirl boots .

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Then she took my books out of the shopping bags and started throwing them around , out into the street , out on the lawn , everywhere .

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" Here are your paintings ! Here are your books ! AND DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! "

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Then Lydia ran down to my court with a book in her hand , my latest , The Selected Works of Henry Chinaski . She screamed , " So you want your books back ? So you want your books back ? Here are your goddamned books ! AND DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! "

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She started smashing the glass panes in my front door . She took The Selected Works of Henry Chinaski and smashed pane after pane , screaming , " You want your books back ? Here are your goddamned books ! AND DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! I DON ’ T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! "

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I stood there as she screamed and broke glass .

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Where are the police ? I thought . Where ?

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Then Lydia ran down the court walk , took a quick left at the trash bin and ran down the driveway of the apartment house next door . Behind a small bush was my typewriter , my radio and my toaster .

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Lydia picked up the typewriter and ran out into the center of the street with it . It was a heavy old - fashioned standard machine . Lydia lifted the typer high over her head with both hands and smashed it in the street . The platen and several other parts flew off

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She picked the typer up again , raised it over her head and screamed , " DON ’ T TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WOMEN ! " and smashed it into the street again .

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Then Lydia jumped into her car and drove off . Fifteen seconds later the police cruiser drove up . " It ’ s an orange Volks . It ’ s called the Thing , looks like a tank . I don ’ t remember the license number , but the letters are HZY , like HAZY , got it ? "

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