Vladimir Vysotsky - Часов, минут, секунд
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Hours, minutes, seconds - zeros, -
Hearts with a clock:
Announced holiday of the whole earth -
Day without one death!

The entrance to the paradise was hit by
The gate of hell - on the dross, -
Without reservations and conditions
Everything is agreed in the top.

Likui and have fun, people!
Nobody dies from childbirth,
And from diseases in your own bed.
For the whole day will retreat darkness,
For the whole day will detain cancer,
For a whole day, hold the soul in the body.

And if where the massacre is now -
Keep knives stupid!
And if the fight, then - without loss,
Shot - so idle.

You can not and named it
Leads to hang down.
In the name of the life of millions
Will not death alone!

And not for the hell
No for yourself
Nobody will reveal the daggers anywhere.
Nobody will fall forever,
And it will not go to the scaffold
For the triumph of good and ideals.

And stop hundred bonfire -
Do not burn, but to warm our backs.
And there will be a lot of disasters,
And the victims are none.

And, fall off from the table,
Nobody will burst from gluttony,
And fall from pretending
From shots from behind the corner.

Well, for whom they will not be
That mercilessly revive -
Natrut it, grumbling, climbing:
There is a specialty of those guys
What is the dead rtering, -
They will cancel on the day of chance.

Forget to take revenge and jealous!
Murderers, dust die!
You can beat, but - not to kill
Easy, but not to death.

In the opening window do not strive -
Do not zastya, the slant and be a man! -
For all eliminated reasons
From koim you can jump down.

Slyuntai, Hangbones, Tly, -
We will take you out from the loop all
And appeal to be in dust,
Still breathable, warm, in yogging.
Under the tops of the executioner
Does not fall the head of a draw -
Reception now is not in paradise by the Lord.

II.
... and pierced an hour, and the day arose, -
Like an explosion like blinding!
That's where the cry was swaying there:
"Stop, instant!"

And delicate delicate light from the sky,
And the choir Angelic sang, -
And people quickly stuck:
Create what you want, - no death!

Other to death drank -
But lived, scounded, not dying,
The other in the span jumps in any way,
And the third stifled a neighbor,
And he - him, - Well, in a word, everything
Welcome and evil worked non-Napazno.

And one who never knew
Neither fight nor quarrels or disputes -
That raising my voice became
How stakes from fences.

He hood hastily
From wet bridge cobblestone, -
And before he was a quiet scribe
And evil with violence despised.

Nobody died around around -
And the one who previously understood
Death as a reward or deliverance -
That beat sought to appear, -
And at the same time fished,
What, they say, remembers a wonderful moment.

The scientist is the world - it took so much, -
And the doctor, science for,
In humans, the poisons checked -
And without antidote!

Won arranged in the pogrom -
There must be a junta or click, -
But everything from Mala is great,
Live, - all ended in good.

Suicides, number up to one hundred
Digured tanks from the bridge,
Hanging Skop was revived.
Fortune - Won from the wheel ...
Yes, a day without death succeeded! -
Singing, leaky, drank.

... but suddenly heralds
Already by the end of the banquet,
That the celebration failed
That someone died somewhere -

In the silent corner of the earth
Where they sleep and passion, and the elements -
Resuscitators Liche
We could not get there.

Who was able to dare, who dare to laugh?!
And how did he persuade death?
She was bribe - death is not at work.
Underwhelmed, even angry, -
He took yes died of love -
On the takeoff, he died, on the top notew!