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mayakowski – as a boy كلمات اغاني

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i was gifted in measure with love
since childhood’
people
have been drilled to labor
but i
fled to the banks of the rion
and knocked about there
doing absolutely nothing
mamma chided me angrily:
‘good for nothing!’
papa threatened to belt me
but i
laying my hands on a false three- ruble note
played at “three leaves” with soldiers under a fence
unconstricted by shirt
unburdened by boots
i was baked in the sultry sun of kutaisi
to the sun i proffered now my back
now my belly
until the pit of my stomach ached
the sun was astonished:
“i can hardly see him, the brat!
yet he’s got
a little heart too
he does his small best!
where
in less than a yard
is there place
for me
and the river
and the hundred-mile stretch of rock?!”

- mayakowski

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