I'm in love, and all the disturbed birds
will soar into this pearl sky,
Cannot be silent, and I
feel that I'm part of your thoughts!
I'm in love! From the streets of the city
a thousand times will be reflected, words
in envious echo will resonate.
That is the superfeeling
of the superman, it's great!
Call an ambulance, firefighters, police...Do you hear?..
I'm in love!!!
P.S. This is my translation of poem by Vladimir Mayakovsky
I oiled the card of daily being
splashing the paint from glass; I pointed
slanting cheekbones of ocean streaming
on plate of jelly, I was joyed
to read the calls of some new lips
on tin fish scales; oh, it is cute,
But could you play Nocturne on ribs
of very noisy drainpipe flute?
P.S. My translation of poem by Vladimir Mayakovsky
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