Текст песни Владимир Владимирович Маяковский - Стихи о советском паспорте. Читает В.Яхонтов.

I would wolf
gnawing
bureaucracy .
It mandates
respect no.
For any
hell with mothers
scram
any piece of paper .
But this ...
On the long edge
compartment
and cabins
official
suave moves .
Lease passport
and I
rent
my
purple booklet .
For one passport -
smile at the mouth.
Other -
trifling attitude .
respectfully
taking , for example,
passport
with double
English with his left.
eyes
vyev good uncle ,
incessantly
bow ,
take ,
like take a tip ,
passport
American.
Polish -
Looking
as a poster in a goat.
Polish -
vypyalivayut eyes
in tight
Police elephantiasis -
where , they say,
and what is this
geographical news ?
And not turning
head head
and feelings
no
unexplored ,
take ,
without batting
Danish passport
and different
other
Swedes.
And suddenly ,
as if
burn ,
mouth
Scriven
Mr .
it
Master Clerk
beret
my
Redskins pasportinu .
beret -
as bomb
takes -
as hedgehog
as razor
double-edged ,
takes
as explosive
20 stings
snake
dvuhmetrovorostuyu .
blinked
mnogoznachasche
Eye porter
though things
will carry you for nothing .
gendarme
questioningly
looks at the detective ,
detective
at the gendarme .
With what pleasure
gendarme caste
I would
iskhlestan and crucified
for
in my arms
molotkasty ,
serpasto
Soviet passport .
I would wolf
gnawing
bureaucracy .
It mandates
respect no.
For any
hell with mothers
scram
any piece of paper .
But this ...
I
pull out
of wide leg
duplicate
precious cargo.
Read
envy ,
I -
citizen
The Soviet Union!

1929