Сам Себе Режисёр - Знакомый лёг в дурку
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One of my friends lay in a fool
I got there myself, voluntarily
He is his displeased with his life
I decided to heal a little

And in a fool, like a chock
Driven, closed, divided
They said for two to three weeks
Forget about normal life

In the morning they stuffed it into the ward
In which patients in three shifts
Hung each other on the walls
And everyone as best he could, so foolish

And nearby is large angular
There was an inspired orderly
Although it was endowed with power
But, silently, he stood and looked

But soon it is translated
Two floors lower
Where patients are quieter
And fewer tablets per third

Where less often nurses come in
Where there are fewer injections under the skin
And you can easily be a fool
Carefully examine

On the windows of the grilles steel
Closed doors without handles
And the doctor strictly hides that key
Which can be opened

They took the registered watches
No time, dates, days of the week
And, confused, the days flew
Cutting off the last agility

More, there, in the hospital there is slavery
Literally, in the literal sense of the word
From old to small
On their beds do not lie

Patients without a shadow of cunning
Wash something, wash all day
Dragging, rowing, cleaning
And, silently, they tremble from fear

So, in isolation of the complete
He spent four weeks
But in Durke to him, in fact
The troubles helped to avoid

And I listened to him and languidly
I thought everything, and we live the same
But, only, we have nowhere even
Neither discharge nor run away ...