Author of quotes: Bulat Shalvovich Okudzhava

This woman is! Will see and numb.
Because of that, you know, not look.
Oh, no cuckoos, no flowers I do not believe.
And Gypsy, you know, not go.
Will normacot: "do Not love her!"
Prophesied: "Before the dawn heals!"
Oh, conjure, foretold, nakuky...
And she's on our street lives!

Violent and stubborn,
Burn, fire, burn.
Instead of December
Come January.
We all this in full -
And joy and laughter,
One moon,
Spring is one at all.

Forgive all that was not killed
then, in the face of all his sins.
"Goodbye, goodbye..."
Forgive all wrongs,
dinners at my abusers.
<...>"goodbye, goodbye..."
Efforts stubborn
(to know me not only forgiven one),
but the sorrows of my beautiful mom
I forgive to God knows whom.
"Goodbye, goodbye..." Forgive
do not confuse
threats
secure them with Ty.
<...>and the lateness of the hour -
to say goodbye and to forgive.

But if a century will pass
and you hope I get tired,
hope, if you need me
death will open its wings,
you order, then let them
trumpeter wounded privstanet,
to the last grenade
to kill me failed.
But if you are ever
to protect yourself I will fail
a new battle
no b rocked the globe,
I still fall on the
on that distant in the civil,
and the Commissars in dusty helmets
inclined to silence me.

Self-esteem - that mysterious path,
Where to break easily, but rolling back is impossible,
Because without delay, inspired, pure, living,
Dissolved into dust become a human form of yours.

Guys, we are again deceived
again not to start.
We only the whole breast sighed
Yes, exhale once again failed.
We only the whole breast sighed
and the heart has chosen the path,
and back hardly straightened,
Yes, it is necessary to bend them again.

Cook was assigned somehow to the steering wheel.
She jumped, bitch.
And the crowds ran through the ship,
Hoping for a speedy miracle.
Cook, of course, didn't know about
What we in the future will happen.
She read something she could hardly,
She had no time to learn.
The cook buried near the Kremlin.
Retired cooks children.
Cooks grandkids scurrying at the helm:
And we're the answer.

I made a lot of stupid things, however, like any normal person.

Girl crying: the ball flew away.
Its comfort and the ball flies.
The girl's crying, the groom is not.
Its comfort and the ball flies.
Woman crying: her husband left her for another.
Its comfort and the ball flies.
Cries the old woman, had lived...
And the ball came back, and he's gay.

Beautiful women he loved
love is not proud,
and even he was killed
handsome man.
He knew how dirty paper
a crackling candle!
He was something to die for
from the Black river.

The war we bent and mowing,
Came to an end and her.
Four years mother is without son,
Take his overcoat, and went home!
<...>
And you with closed eyes
Sleep under a plywood star.
Get up, get up, brother-soldier,
Take his overcoat, and went home!
What I say your house
As I stand in front of a widow?
Surely the curse yesterday
Take his overcoat, and went home!
We are all war stray children,
A General and private.
Again spring on white light,
Take his overcoat, and went home!

In earthly passions involved,
I know that from darkness to light
will come one day, angel black
and shout that there is no hope.
But, the simple and timid,
beautiful as gospel
going after angel white
whisper that there is hope.

While the world is still turning, yet bright light
My God, did you give everyone what he lacks:
wise give a head, cowardly give a horse,
happy money... And don't forget about me.
While the world is still turning, Lord, - your power! -
give power-hungry to naplastovanija relish,
give a break to the generous at least until the end of the day.
Cain give repentance... And don't forget about me.

Painters, dip your brushes
into colours of Arbat yards and the dawn,
to was your brushes like leaves.
Like leaves, like leaves in November.
<...>
Let the bridge swing, how to Wake up!
Let start that hasn't started yet!
You draw, you paint, you read...
Guess us failed - failed?
You, as judges, draw our destiny
our summer, our winter and spring...
Nothing that we - strangers. You try it!
I then, it is not clear, explain.