Иваси - Мы учим летать самолеты
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- Part one. "Moscow does not believe in tears" -

The third day is waiting,
I could no longer stand
I crawl to the reference,
I say:
- young lady when
The indicated one will fly
In your schedule
This flight is mysterious
Moscow-Karaganda?

And she to me:
- Citizen,
Take care of your nerves
Not the last you are with us
You are not the first with us.
With disadvantages, struggle
We are doing decisively
But your flight, judging by the whole
We will announce additionally.

Here I seemed to be brutal
I go to her with the rear
“Well, wait,” I think, -
You will dance, goat! "
- See this suitcase?
It has twenty tons of TNT.
This is all over Aeroflot
Enough for your eyes!

Everyone shied to the wall
Overturning the urns,
Noise, Galdage and vanity,
The attendant is running.

At first they were still embarrassed
Thin worm of doubt
But I was brazenly suffered
The volume of destruction
I see - they believe, here are those on!
Oh, you, Biaki-Buki!
- Hey, comrade foreman,
Take your hands!

And not in the air in vain
We will take off by accident
Here is this in kind of I
The terrorist is desperate.

I'm to Europe, they say, I want
To the gentlemen and ladies,-
And for fidelity I knock
Yellow suitcase.

And in the suitcase of a mug with a fork,
"Crocodile" over the past year,
Yes, a well -fed bottle
Yes, a dried sandwich,
Yes, three packs of margarine,
Yes, a crap with a radish,
Yes half a pound tangerine,
That the brother took out the list to me.

Okay, in general, they agreed
Selected a liner,
The landing was carried out
With the extreme respected.
Cleanliness, comfort, peace -
Everything is easy and fast
All the service would be like that
Not only terrorists.

Here the pilot asks:
- Well, where will we fly?
Airports invite
Amsterdam, New York and Rome!
- Hey comrade, dear,-
I say,- the comedy ended!
Turn home:
Russian, my I, Fedya!

- Maybe you're a little with greetings?-
The pilot answers me,-
But with all that while
I will not let the flight tear off.
I,- says,- I can understand
Your gesture is noble
But do not vulgarize
International flight!
Let's back down - let's go
Shame before the whole union,
Once you called you a load -
So get up, brother, in the body.

This is how much, my God,
Risk and romance
And as a result, not home,
And towards the Atlantic.

- Part two. "In the womb of Paris" -

We land in Paris -
There is already in the course, bastards.
Surround, hands press
Red brigades.
- You, we see, the guy - Zhokh,
You will be an assistant to us.
Tomorrow we are arson
And take the hostage.

At first I am not in any
He was very indignant
Like, do not rake, I do not steal
And then he broke down
Because not a penny

Not a passport with a registration,
But only half a dam of mandarin,
That the brother took out the list to me.

And when their leader is brave
Explained the capture of the plan
He suggested in this matter
Apply my suitcase
And then they decided
See what is inside:
Gently opened the lid,-
Dynamite was not found.

And they found a mug with a fork there,
"Crocodile" over the past year,
Yes, a well -fed bottle
Yes, a dried sandwich,
Yes, three packs of margarine,
Yes, a crap with a radish,
Yes half a pound tangerine,
That the brother took out the list to me.

My simplicity is holy -
I completely struck them.
The leader laughed, leafing through
Last year's "crocodile".
They drank a bottle in chorus,
And driven to a gastronon,
And then they were fervor.
Pouring table with wine.

And then the debate went
And then the toast is for the toast -
For Yasira Arafat,
Behind the Kemp-Devitian question.
I am sitting in a tooth with my foot
I only feel - I am not in place.
The word gave: I'll be back home -
I will write out Izvestia.

- Let's drink, Fedya Rodny,
For friendship in our craft,
For terrorism between