Текст песни Велимир Хлебников - Союзу молодежи

In honor of the 3rd anniversary of the Komsomol:

Union of youth

Russian boys, lions
Three years guarded folk bey
Know I admired you
When you plugged labor holes
Or rushed there
Where the lion's naked breasts -
Barrel from whistling bullets.
Everywhere cheerful and young
Blond, falling asleep on the guns,
You were looking for a cold and hunger,
Forgetting about bed and pillows.
Young lions, you looked like a sailor,
Among fierce-lead nuclei,
What a hole on the boiler
Vapor, flutter ready,
Instead of cast-iron podul
The elbow of his body boldly plugged.
Hand hits and smoke
And the sea smells hot - how?
Rare roast, man meat.
But pair of body locked,
Couples do not fly
And the ship sent a whistling projectile.
You, young men, not once screamed
"Away" of the world owl,
Boldly jump on the shoulders of older generations,
What they did is just steps.
From there you can see!
Many distant
Will see your eye,
A curved laptop walking day.

1921.