I do not like a fatal outcome, life…

I do not like a fatal outcome, life never get tired I don’t like any time of the year When the merry songs do not sing I do not like the open cynicism, In the enthusiasm did not believe, and yet — When a stranger reads my letters, Looking over my shoulder I don’t like it when half Or when interrupted the conversation I don’t like being shot in the back, I also against shots in an emphasis I hate gossip in the form of versions, Worms of doubt, honor needle, Or — when all the time against wool, Or — when iron on the glass I don’t like confidence, well-fed, — it is better to let the brakes Annoyed me that the word “honor” is forgotten And in honor of slander for the eyes When I see broken wings — No pity in me, and for good reason: I do not like violence and impotence, — it is a pity the crucified Christ I don’t like myself when I coward, Annoying me, when innocent beat, I do not like when to me climb in soul, Especially when it spit I do not like arenas and arenas: they change a million ruble Let the big changes ahead — I will never love! Vladimir Vysotsky

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