Poème d'un soldat de l'ATO.
À ce sujet dans son blog sur Facebook écrit militaire des Forces Armées de l'Ukraine Глеб Бабич (appel Paresseux), dit «GLOIRE À L'UKRAINE»FIB .
One morning on the doorstep of the Kremlin,
Yawn, got sleepy President.
And glancing up, exclaimed: "goddamn, shit!"
Noting the surprise moment.
On the Spasskaya tower of the Golden Trident,
The flag and two-tone wind pulls.
Kozak guard corrects Chub,
And "Native mother..." whistles through his mustache.
On the site of the mausoleum zoo
Ice cream, pony, badminton.
A large aviary. The last oligarch
Gnawing dull Golden loaf.
In the square - the laughing people,
Flowers, bands, children,
Walks, having fun, singing
(For variety, by the way, languages).
Walking in embroidered shirts and jeans,
On the Gum a banner "Let's roll!"
And the sun's yellow disk, in all its glory,
The sky is bright blue flies.
And the President stopped in the doorway of the Kremlin,
Then hand angrily waved
And repeated again : "goddamn, shit!
I cradle the home, like, forgot..."
P. S. "Debaltseve Croix" Mots - appel Paresseux, Musique, performance, Valeriy Antonyuk
«СЛАВА УКРАЇНІ»МБФ «GLORY TO UKRAINE»ICF «GLOIRE À L'UKRAINE»FIB «СЛАВА УКРАИНЕ»МБФ
