Текст песни Маяковский - Мразь

Vladimir Mayakovsky

crud

looms
Hunger to glands ...
Only,
as if to feast,
walking
bribe a gang,
porastopyrya wallets.
Native
scurry:
- Yes appease respecting a minute! -
scurry
and pop
in a paper lamb.
Beley than the shroud,
from the tips of the portfolio ...
Private traders
zavam
pop Ruddy.
Chastnik kind,
privately owned glad
throw
in Dauprat
our apparatus.
Dauprat thread is not giving,
there,
where life
and where the bickering,
walking
bribe household -
a heart,
izgryaznya soul.
Unemployed
waiting for processing.
Red tape
Exchanges with growls:
"Put a snack, putting vodka,
them
shove
kickback! "
For kopecks
propotel,
with hunger
throwing
shame,-
girls
Working body
bribe
poked masters.
To be beaten us
through selling the stench
from dirty life
and lousy -
let's
do not take bribes,
and bribe
take by the scruff!

1928