Translated material
You can only with a ruff!
Two poems written by Dmitry Bykov on Pushkinskaya Square
1.
The whole Fatherland prays
The battle is waiting for the final!
How many riot police
Following Navalny!
The whole country did not see
A sort of exhaust.
I think the leader
So much would not have happened.
The jokes became cooler,
Snobs, right, frowns:
There was a duck time -
It was the time of Yershik!
The distance is wide
Between the slave and the debate ...
Yes. With such a substance -
You can only with a ruff.
2. Imitation of Viyon
Note. The classic French ballad consists of four eight -willed with a package and refrain. The package usually begins with the word “prince” or other appeal to a high -ranking addressee.
At least the whole bomond, not melting fright,
We assured us that it was useless
Although the abyss opened before us,
Out of fear and non -wakeness,
Although a garbage stream poured
On the shkolota on Facebook and Tick-Toke,
And on Saturday they put lessons - -
Still, a lot of us came out.
We are not an horde. On the contrary, we are a family.
I feel a forgotten unity -
Yes, this is my city, where I was born,
Yes, and the removal is still mine.
No matter how strong the pressure of non -being,
No matter how they stink, discarding conventions,
Your slaves, frantic Joseph*, -
Still, a lot of us came out.
Yes! Despite the cries of the crow,
On the nightingale **, which is in thirst for penny
Squeals, as if split by Lesha
Pigipal hollow pig,
On the moans of the joint thief
And loyalists a cautious rustle,
And on the threats of gopniks cheap - -
Still, a lot of us came out.
We see that the pit has the edges,
We see that the darkness has borders,
The abyss has a bottom, hope is at the capital,
The power chariot has a track,
Presenter, we note without lies
Into circles of a long -described hell,
In shit and blood, but we do not need there.
Therefore, a lot of us came out.
Prince! Get out of oblivion.
It's time to understand that there will be summer soon,
That Lesha is right, that your song is sung
And that nothing happened to you.
*Vissarionovich.
** Not a professor.