Как скользки улицы отвратные,
Какая стыдь!
Как в эти дни невероятные
Позорно – жить!
Лежим, заплеваны и связаны
По всем углам.
Плевки матросские размазаны
У нас по лбам.
Столпы, радетели, водители
Давно в бегах.
И только вьются согласители
В своих Це-ках.
Мы стали псами под заборными,
Не уползти!
Уж разобрал руками черными
ВикжельВсероссийский исполнительный комитет профсоюза железнодорожников. – пути...
Mr. Ambassadors, it is my honor to inform you that the All-Russian Congress of Soviets of Workers 'and Soldiers' Deputies has formed a new Government of the Russian Republic in the form of the Council of People's Commissars. Vladimir Ilyich Lenin is the Government’s Chairman. I was entrusted with foreign policy as the People's Commissar for Foreign Affairs. See more
Mountains of dirt and rock were piled high near the base of the wall. Climbing these we looked down into two massive pits, ten or fifteen feet deep and fifty yards long, where hundreds of soldiers and workers were digging in the light of huge fires. See more
Prokopovich spoke very forcibly: the Russian intelligentsia had always remained beyond the ideas of statehood, and it is only by virtue of its painful experiences that it has now begun to think along those lines. See more
What happiness it is to create in the most picturesque ruins on earth, surrounded by young, genius artists.
Red wine intoxicates us, and Palini invites us to a thousand banquets. Diaghilev relates to Rome like Kandavl to his wife – with love and pride. His house is open to guests, he feeds all with tomato purée and pirozhki. See more