THE HEAD OF ALFREDO GARCIA (B.G.)
In the childhood, I dreamed the same dream:
That I'm walking cheerful, unshaven, drunk and in love,
And I'm singing songs, spreading around myself
Light and sweetness.
Now friends say that these songs are not needed,
That they are far from the aspirations of our country;
And need to sing about oil.
I'm out of date. I don't understand this joy.
News decorate our mode of life
Fires, catastrophes, another killed
And nationwide record on courses
How learn to butt;
On each page – Nude Makha;
I'm starting to remind myself monk –
Around there are no temptations, to which
I would like to yield.
And I ask – what was the forces;
I ask as I never asked,
I ask – Brew me elecampane - and more:
Take away from here the Head of Alfredo Garcia;
Take away from here the Head of Alfredo Garcia;
You – unaccomplished Messiahs and
The population of the whole of conciliar Russia –
Refrain from trade
The Head of Alfredo Garcia;
Take away from here
The Head of Alfredo Garcia.
The main national feature – ostentation;
It's unsightly, slushy and eternal repair –
They say, it's possible cope with it,
If to set about it together;
But confusion in still weak minds prevents;
Ambush in the suburbs, the bear in the hills;
And women carry the sailors on their heads,
Means - they need it;
Marasmus on the power lines,
The rider with the cup of Grail gallops;
But under the hooves –
Locality crossed by laxity;
Even the choirs of angels in this kray
Sound quite not so like in paradise;
Whether need to change the hearing aid –
Or change the environs.
And I ask – what was the forces;
I ask as I never asked,
I ask – Brew me elecampane - and more:
Take away from here the Head of Alfredo Garcia;
Take away from here the Head of Alfredo Garcia;
You – unaccomplished Messiahs and
The population of the whole of conciliar Russia –
Refrain from trade
The Head of Alfredo Garcia;
Take away from here
The Head of Alfredo Garcia.
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