Fair

We walked around the Manege,
 Went to the rink,
 The city is gray and snowless,
 People in dark coats..
 
 Fair - Europe at the time,
 Not in Russia a century ago..
 There is no Russian enthusiasm here,
 Everything is not so out of place!
 
 Sad queues for food,
 The kids are not screaming
 On these carousels,
 Deducted from the salary of the mice..
 
 And non-alcoholic mulled wine,
 And the sad sandwich,
 That my mouth hungered for a drink..
 Don't go to the people!
 
 & quot;Dirty in the afternoon, come in the evening -
 Lights of grief,
 All the flaws and carelessness
 Turn us into amber!
 
 It will be noisy and beautiful,
 There will be a holiday at least where.."
 Have a look - all, happily!
 Bored, gentlemen..
 
 At home - a miracle, ecstasy,
 Clean and snowing!!
 The blessing of the Lord,
 Glorious new year holiday!


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