though. I pay for a day and they work two hours, and I pay for a full working day. Yes, yes, but I wanted a serious talk. Aren't I talking seriously? But I wanted a serious talk with you. - Keep quiet! - But I... listen to me! Keep quiet when I'm talking! I can say what I want and you be quiet! You be quiet when I talk! I say what I want. Understand, sponger? I earned money at your age. You scoundrel, you know how much you cost me? Silence! I'll throw you out! Throw you out! You said study is sacred. Keep quiet, too! You eat, you drink, and you want money on top! Sew yourselves new boots and uniforms! - Buy tuxedos and sneakers! - And velvet bath robes! And all kind of lace underwear which is so necessary for living. And when you sew and buy all that and when the money's finished, when you're out of money, when you don't have a kopeck anymore, then sell everything, sell the cattle and eat it up, and sell the house and eat it up, and sell the land and eat it up. And then go begging, in the rain, under an umbrella, or on the tram, or on the bus, and tell the passengers you need the money for an operation! It's a magnetic storm. Don't you see that I'm not used to these scenes anymore? I could stand those scenes before, but now I can't! Or that you're from a madhouse! Silence! You're to blame for all this! Magnetic storms play on people's nerves. You brought him up like this, teacher! You brought them all up like this! You brought him up like this! He doesn't respect us. Doesn't respect me. Doesn't respect you. He doesn't earn money. He doesn't pray, he doesn't go to church! He believes, he goes to church. There're ten of you and one of me! I'll drive you all out! And where'll we go? Get packed and be ready to go! Your accusations are revolting to me. I want nothing from you! I'd sooner die of starvation than eat one more of your potatoes! - You hear? I want nothing! - Wait... wait... - I'd sooner die! - Ballet... Beautiful... I love... To love... To watch... Beautiful... Here, take it, take back your filthy money! Ballet... Beautiful... To watch... Ballet... To watch... Beautiful... When will you stop these performances? Our family meals are just an anachronism. I tell you, our family meals are just an anachronism. Petya, don't swear, please. Varya, an A student! "Anachronism" is an empty form, which has lost its content. - You're so clever, Petya. - But malicious, Petya, malicious. It's easy for us to talk, but Father works hard to get that money. You should better buy Varya a foreign dictionary, Mother. - Oh yes, where is it? - The dictionary? The blue thick one? Under my commode, holding the thing up. If I pull it out, everything will collapse. We should buy a new commode. Varya, gather up the dishes and wash them. I don't want to. Before, you'd say, "I'll wash them later." Or, "I'll finish reading, then wash up." Or you'd say, "Mom, I'm tired and sleepy. A bit later, in ten minutes." What? "Dad, send me some money"? Am I right, Pyotr? Our days go by and melt into dark. And nothing will make them return. But, nearing me, again will they spark, That day and that night and that fern. Sounds emerge that were hidden deep, A light thread of music extending. Revived are the days once-forgotten. Far, faraway we'll be taken by spring, When suddenly, amid silence, From the window it would sing. And we are again in a magic land, And our horizons as bright as ever. And back to me my childhood is sent, Forever, forever, forever. Oh, how wondrous is the blossom of spring! Quietly flows the day's radiance. The world is once more discovered. Far, faraway we'll be taken by spring, When suddenly, amid silence, From the window it would sing. You should sell this bike for scrap. Yes, it's junk! Lmagine if you went to town on foot. With a staff in your hand. Here, lighten up. Can't you see I'm busy? ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Каратель на английском - текст Друзья - Сезон 9 на английском - текст Амадей на английском - текст Зови меня Джинн на английском - текст В богатстве, в бедности на английском |