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Sergey Yursky: it All starts then...
Everything will start then
when it ended
the endless stifling, hot summer.
We hope, expect, we dream
so soon it's
what will happen then.
No, until now not started.
Maybe as a child...
well, in my youth... a little...
Maybe it was minutes, hours... well, weeks...
Now then!
But in fact
For today, tomorrow and the year ahead
so necessary-unnecessary worries,
so much fine work, which is also
useless.
It is more expensive
than the seat behind the alien and boring table
than the glow of other cities under the wing.
Not by the standards of space and time cut,
the plane takes us to foreign lands.
And when we get home, do
note that the close all pachouli?
I potugal.
I doesn't even matter
what step in the suit didn't ironed,
the shoes are not cleaned, creased face,
and all the counter if covered with pollen.
It's not countrymen, and passersby,
it's all really just foreplay.
Now will be then. That will take
this vain petty many year
and we get out of tormenting the crate.
That will end once the Millennium...
Well, bear, bother,
close already...
In our non-existent sleepy soul
frozen will be all sobbing and shouting Wake up.
That will end a life... and then it will start. published
@Sergei Yursky, 1977
P. S. And remember, just changing your mind — together we change the world! ©
Source: //izbrannoe.com/news/mysli/vsye-nachnyetsya-potom-/
when it ended
the endless stifling, hot summer.
We hope, expect, we dream
so soon it's
what will happen then.
No, until now not started.
Maybe as a child...
well, in my youth... a little...
Maybe it was minutes, hours... well, weeks...
Now then!
But in fact
For today, tomorrow and the year ahead
so necessary-unnecessary worries,
so much fine work, which is also
useless.
It is more expensive
than the seat behind the alien and boring table
than the glow of other cities under the wing.
Not by the standards of space and time cut,
the plane takes us to foreign lands.
And when we get home, do
note that the close all pachouli?
I potugal.
I doesn't even matter
what step in the suit didn't ironed,
the shoes are not cleaned, creased face,
and all the counter if covered with pollen.
It's not countrymen, and passersby,
it's all really just foreplay.
Now will be then. That will take
this vain petty many year
and we get out of tormenting the crate.
That will end once the Millennium...
Well, bear, bother,
close already...
In our non-existent sleepy soul
frozen will be all sobbing and shouting Wake up.
That will end a life... and then it will start. published
@Sergei Yursky, 1977
P. S. And remember, just changing your mind — together we change the world! ©
Source: //izbrannoe.com/news/mysli/vsye-nachnyetsya-potom-/