A Little Bit About the Sad Reality (translation) Having paid by pain someday For the joy of love sensations, Human souls are condom dressed, Being afraid of new affections Igor Guberman

The Hooligan Ma'am, please, calm down, he's not a hooligan! He'd never harass you on silent stations. Do you remember cruel fights in war? Such guys met tanks by the grenades in trenches And later they built bridges, roads and wharfs, They digged channels, coal mines and tunnels Mud's on a face, but their souls are white The veins are strained on their necks forever. And what a manner! Don't you grasp a gun! Those shouts "on your knees!" Stop yelling! We lost the Mayakovsky-hooligan, We lost the poet-hooligan Yesenin. And dreaming of we'd never grovel for pennies. And wishing us we'd never slave like morons They passed away: the hooligan Shukshin, And the world-known hooligan Vysotsky. We are alive, and they are gone up there, They took on them our pains, deep wounds and sorrows A newborn star is shining in the sky. The hooligans burn lights for our souls This way I've translated the poem by a Russian actor Valentine Gaft. Here's the original: Хулиган Мамаша, успокойтесь, он не хулиган. Он не пристанет к Вам на полустанке. В войну (Малахов помните курган?) С гранатами такие шли под танки. Такие строили дороги и мосты, Каналы рыли, шахты и траншеи. Всегда в грязи, но души их чисты. Навеки жилы напряглись на шее. Что за манера — сразу за наган?! Что за привычка — сразу на колени?! Ушел из жизни Маяковский–хулиган, Ушел из жизни хулиган Есенин. Чтоб мы не унижались за гроши, Чтоб мы не жили, мать, по–идиотски, Ушел из жизни хулиган Шукшин, Ушел из жизни хулиган Высоцкий. Мы живы, а они ушли Туда, Взяв на себя все боли наши, раны. Горит на небе новая звезда – Ее зажгли, конечно, хулиганы.

If Suddenly Your Wife Behaves As A Witch... "Mom, how did you and father meet each other?" - "In 1703 he burned me in a fire. And I sweared I'll find him and revenge!" - "It's so romantic!.."

Playing With a Dog This morning I was running in a forest nearby. It was a bit frosty. I met a young woman walking with a male dog. The pet was running around with a rubber ball in jaws. The dog came to me with this ball. I understood he wanted to play. I tried to take out the ball from his mouth. He was growling and didn't let me to win easily. But he didn't run away, he let me to do more attempts. Though the ball was a bit wet and slipping from my glove fingers I sometimes lifted the dog from the ground trying to take the ball out. But it was unsuccessful. "Looser!" - this is what the dog might think about all that )))

Good Evening Hello, dear friends! In current time of my life I discover lots of wonderful positive cultural products from the time of the USSR. There were so many wonderful inspiring movies and songs. Unfortunately, it seems our modern media has thrown them in a distant corner of a dark barn. Yesterday I had found a wonderful song from a movie of 1960x. Today I've tried to translate it. If you are interested, please, BE RUTHLESS in your criticisms. The song itself is available by this link: https://youtu.be/dW3MH5mYr34 And here's my translation Good Evening We say good evening! And thus we are meaning That the day had its perfect beginning And the day has been lived in a good way, It will multiply other good days. It has brought us good news and kind feelings, Granted us with bright smiles and greetings. And we see off this day as the best friend. And so now we are firing the lights. Kind city. Kind city. Kind city is firing the lights. Kind city! How could we describe it? It's where you hear kids laugh instead of crying, It's the peaceful blue sky of above us, It's the whisper of leaves on the streets! Though our city is rich of its ages But its soul is young. And it's gracious For all guests who would visit our city Moscow city. Our home sweet home. Kind city! Kind city! Moscow city. Our home, sweet home! Thank you! :)

The Unconditional Love

People say if the love is real it's unconditional. And they are finding the only man or the only woman.  After they've found they say they love just because the beloved one just exists. But if such love is really unconditional you can love passionately the whole human kind. You can love the whole Universe. And if you say you love someone unconditionally it means you are simply not aware of some exact reasons why you love that man or that woman instead of others, but those reasons exist. What do you think about it?

P.S. I'm not joking when I say you can love the whole Universe.

A Paradox of Careers

How would you comment this joke?

"Exellent students! Help mediocre students and let them cheat off your writings on tests and exams! When both you become adult they will probably give you a job!" ))

The Involvement in the Success "We ploughed the ground!" - said a fly sitting on a horse head and proudly wiping the sweat from her own fly's head. Sports fans look like that fly when celebrating someone's success, don't they?:)

Parting One girl asks another: - How is it going on with your boyfriend? - We're apart. I left him. - Why?! - You know, he doesn't trust the experimental evidence material about GTR and the gravitational time dilation! He's retarded in the Newton's kindergarten! - What a jerk! How terrible!