Текст песни В.В. Маяковский - Скрипка и немножко нервно

Violin frayed, begging,
and suddenly burst into tears
so childish,
that the drum could not resist:
& Quot; Well, well, well! & Quot;
And he was tired,
not listening Skripkina speech
slipped on the burning Kuznetsk
and left.
Orchestra Chuzhoe watched
vyplakivalas violin
without the words
without tact,
and only somewhere
stupid plate
vylyazgivala:
& Quot; What is it? & Quot;
& Quot; As it? & Quot;
And when Helikon -
mednorozhy,
sweaty,
shouted:
& Quot; Dura,
crybaby,
wipe! & quot; -
i got up,
staggered, crawled through the notes,
bending under the horror music stands,
for some reason, shouted:
& Quot; My God! & Quot ;,
rushed to the wooden neck:
& Quot; You know that, violin?
We are awfully similar:
I too
Oru -
but I can not prove anything! & quot;
Musicians smile:
& Quot; both got involved!
Came to a wooden bride!
Head! & Quot;
And I - do not care!
I - good.
& Quot; You know that, violin?
Let Us -
we live together!
A? & Quot;
1914