All I want to hug,
yes there is not enough ardor, -
where
you will not think
the eye of the story,
everywhere you remember
what was,
and then,
what is.
From mockery
from the tsar's
eye
Of Russia
was busted.
we
drove out the sovereign,
on the neck
slightly
hitting.
And it goes in the light,
and buzzes in the light,
what is
a country,
but there are no bosses.
With the people
labor
on the ground
in this
reigns by itself
through their advice.
The policeman is nurse
old formation,
but now -
describe as much
no one
the policeman's face.
Where does the mat
buzzed,
where the whistle was sizzling,
Now -
dispensing
Bullfinches
manner.
We -
policemen.
Tanks,
eye pins,
ranks
official rank.
He was
although in a cocked hat,
but a fool
in the square.
And in everyday life
in the new
climb
officials.
Rooms
not age,
and not an age
paper oppression!
Gonit
their
organization,
oppression
.
I went to bed
shadow
for all ages
from the spider-cross.
And where
Today
officials believe?
No officials,
nor prayed.
Kids are playing,
the square is in flower,
and in the middle -
Lenin.
Blood
farmers
fist of lacquer,
nowadays
died from boredom,
and now
from the fist
he became
just - a kukish.
Girls
and guys,
remember the master?
Ran away
the landowner,
scattered things.
Our Now
spring and winter.
Sewn
village
on another style.
Is a team,
buzzing with the collective farm,
spits
on the mare
ardent fordzon
.
Well,
but where is the manufacturer?
Gone
times river.
Only
when
on the cartoon look,
remember
about the manufacturer.
A factory
in a new way
iron cooks.
The director sweats,
buzzes the factory.
Free Worker
pours goods
in the pot of the republic
full scoop.
1927
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