Comrade life,let usmarch faster, Marchfaster through what's leftof the five-year plan.
Comrade life,let usmarch faster, Marchfaster through what's leftof the five-year plan.
No gray hairs streak my soul,no grandfatherly fondness there I shake the world with the might of my voice,and walk --handsome,twentytwoyearold.
The love boat has crashed against the daily routine. You and I, we are quits, and there is no point in listing mutual pains, sorrows, and hurts.
The drum of war thunders and thunders.
The love boat has crashed against the everyday.
My versehas brought meno roubles to spareno craftsmen have mademahogany chairs for my house.
Art is not a mirror to reflect the world, but a hammer with which to shape it.
Love's boat has been shattered against the life of everyday. You and I are quits, and it's useless to draw up a list of mutual hurts, sorrows, and pains.
Our planetis poorly equippedfor delight. One must snatchgladnessfrom the days that are. In this lifeit's not difficult to die. To make lifeis more difficult by far.
You only existed in my inflamed brain.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories