Author of quotes: Sergey Markovich Gandlevsky

Why should I on a rough memory of it
Pastoral childhood in the blue shirt?
How long, o Lord, the different of water under the bridge
With the original pores and communal Mozhayskoye motorway as.

To prickly gray hairs will live
And then retrieve little by little
Hundreds of thousands of their deja vu
From shattered clay cats.

Flogged throat for freedom of speech -
if you have something to say.
But sonnet 66 th
not to drown.

Death - some would argue - a solid night
While others swear that St George's day.

Do something we really don't know
Coward celebrate, bitter drink,
From the excitement of the matches break
And utensils by the weakness of the beat,
Undertake cutting without flattery
The truth as it is straight.
But poetry is not an instrument of revenge,
A silver honor in the spring.

Not to change the record? But the homeland dream again.
Atiras nothing to do in the station people,
Waiting for their train, because he intends to plant
Whether Apple, or gooseberry. September on the outcome.
I dream that I dream, as food for long country
Accommodate an important Board to the barn.

"Blossomed Apple trees and pear trees", -
Sang loudly in the kitchen, Linda brown.
I sipped port wine, open-mouthed.
This time it was brave.
I then hoped for happiness,
And so seriously
I take their misfortune
Remember, there were a lot of tears.
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I no longer indulge chacha,
Foolish not to shock people.
Youth, she's not a dick dog,
I take aback.
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No regrets, no pain, no sorrow,
Do not shout or demand a trial.
Because it is so and not otherwise
Life was once and for all.