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ВАНЬКА МОРОЗОВ
А. Межирову1
За что ж вы Ваньку-то Морозова?
Ведь он ни в чем не виноват.
Она сама его морочила,
а он ни в чем не виноват.
Он в старый цирк ходил на площади
и там циркачку полюбил.
Ему чего-нибудь попроще бы,
а он циркачку полюбил.
Она по проволке ходила,
махала белою рукой,
и страсть Морозова схватила
своей мозолистой рукой.
А он швырял большие сотни:
ему-то было все равно.
А по нему Маруся сохла,
и было ей не все равно.
Он на извозчиках катался,
циркачке чтобы угодить,
и соблазнить ее пытался,
чтоб ей, конечно, угодить.
Не думал, что она обманет:
ведь от любви беды не ждешь...
Ах, Ваня, Ваня, что ж ты, Ваня?
Ведь сам по проволке идешь!
Булат Окуджава.
Избранное. Стихотворения.
"Московский Рабочий", 1989.
Vanka Morozov
A. Mezhirov1
Why are you Vanka Morozova?
After all, he is not to blame for anything.
She was fooling him herself
And he is not to blame for anything.
He went to the old circus in the square
And there he fell in love with the circus.
It would be simpler for him
And he fell in love with the circus.
She walked along the wire
waved her white hand
And Morozov's passion grabbed
with your corpus channel.
And he threw big hundreds:
He did not care.
And on him Maroussia was dry
And she did not care.
He rode on the cab.
Circus to please
And he tried to seduce her,
In order to please her, of course.
I did not think that she would deceive:
After all, you do not expect trouble from love ...
Ah, Vanya, Vanya, what are you, Vanya?
After all, you go along the wire!
Bulat Okudzhava.
Favorites. Poems.
"Moscow Worker", 1989.
A. Mezhirov1
Why are you Vanka Morozova?
After all, he is not to blame for anything.
She was fooling him herself
And he is not to blame for anything.
He went to the old circus in the square
And there he fell in love with the circus.
It would be simpler for him
And he fell in love with the circus.
She walked along the wire
waved her white hand
And Morozov's passion grabbed
with your corpus channel.
And he threw big hundreds:
He did not care.
And on him Maroussia was dry
And she did not care.
He rode on the cab.
Circus to please
And he tried to seduce her,
In order to please her, of course.
I did not think that she would deceive:
After all, you do not expect trouble from love ...
Ah, Vanya, Vanya, what are you, Vanya?
After all, you go along the wire!
Bulat Okudzhava.
Favorites. Poems.
"Moscow Worker", 1989.
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