Текст песни zerno - Владимир Маяковский - Любовь

World
   again
        overgrown with flowers,
in the world
      spring look.
Again
       rises
             unresolved issue -
women
          and love.
We love parade
              elegant song.
Speak beautifully,
               go to rallies.
But often
        under it
                 moldy,
old-old bytik.
Singing at the meeting:
                & Quot; Forward, comrades ... & quot;
And at home,
       forgetting about the solo arias,
yells at his wife,
             that soup is not Navara
so what
     cucumbers
           prosoleny so good.
Lives on the other -
               Stand in width,
linen -
       Chantal diva.
But thin stockings
                reproaches his wife:
- Komprometiruesh
                 before kollektivom.-
Then climb to anyone
                 would be with the feet.
Five women
        will change
                 during the day.
We have, they say,
           freedom,
                   rather than monogamy.
Down philistinism
               and prejudice!
From flower to flower
                  young strekozlom
flutters,
        flying
              and mosques.
One
       in the world
             seems evil -
these are
   alimentschitsa.
He is glad to die,
saving one-third,
three years
        sue pleased:
and I say, not me,
and it is not mine,
and I do
          castrato.
And love,
       so whether
               nun true -
tyranny
       jealousy
                every trifle
and Merit
       love
             on the caliber revolver,
incorrect
        in the head
                 Empty bullet.
Fourth -
          hero of a dozen battles,
and so
      that pleasure to,
runs
     in fright
               from his wife's shoes,
simple shoes Mostorg.
And the other
        Arrow of Love
                    otherwise marks,
confuses
     - What a child -
caught
         favorite
                in novelistic network
with increased
            subordinate to the tariff
                                   grid ...
Through the female line
also you do not have the heavenly tabernacle.
Unpretentious guy
picked up
         barynka.
It works
           and its
               does not hold -
runs for klёshem
                each bulvarnika.
Well,
      Sit
          and weeping
                   Neil nilsya.
Look! -
     Groom!
- For whom am I, dear married?
For myself -
         or for them? -
Parents
           and children sort varieties:
- What are the parents?
               And we
                   not worse, they say! -
Engaged
          love in the sport,
not having
        fit into the Komsomol.
And further,
         to the village,
                   Life without dvizhenitsa -
live, as before,
                    from year to year.
That's the same
          get married
                       and marry,
How to Buy
            working cattle.
If it is
          last so
                     a year after year,
then
  I tell you frankly,
fails
         disassemble
                  and the marriage code
where father and daughter
                whose son and mother.
I do not for a family.
              On fire
                    and blue smoke
burn out
      and this piece of junk,
where hissed
          Mother Goose
Children and
       guarded
             - The father-gander!
No.
    But we live in a commune
                        tight
in dorms
            gryazneet leather bodies.
Must
    voice
         raise for cleanliness
our relations
               and love affairs.
Do not evade -
             say, I'm not married.
Us
   not pop holds tarabaryaschy.
Must
    tie
            and the lives of men and women
word,
       unites us:
                        & Quot; & quot ;. Comrades