俄罗斯 马雅可夫斯基 Vladimir Mayakovsky  俄罗斯   (1893~1930)
One poem at a time

Vladimir Mayakovsky
  Morning
  Gloomy
  Rain
  Flying oblique eyes.
  Ideas flowing iron wire -
  The same as the prison
  Clearly.
  While behind bars
  Is duck down bedding.
  Feet
  Gently Qiaoqiao
  Step on the mat, and -
  The stars are waking up.
  But the lights -
  Gas these wearing the crown
  Emperor
  Off together
  Death,
  So the road a bunch of flowers in the garden -
  A group of girls in prostitution hostility
  Thorn eyes
  Even more.
  Joking
  Discrepancies in the actual laughter
  From
  Toxic yellow rose bushes
  Winding
  Grow,
  It is fine hair on end.
  Voice over noise
  Over terror
  Perspective
  Comfort eye:
  That suffering and peace of mind, insensitive
  Cross
  Servant
  In with the demi-monde
  Cave prostitution
  Coffin
  Have been put into the same glowing Oriental vase.
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  To Russia
  I come -
  Overseas, ostrich,
  Fluffy body with long lines, meter and rhyme.
  How stupid is what I am, trying to head buried phonological feathers.
  No, I do not belong to you, deformed ice kingdom.
  Soul,
  Deep in the feathers and hide!
  Suddenly flashed to another country,
  I saw -
  Life was burning south.
  A hot island.
  Into a vase - palm leisurely.
  "Hey, soon give way!"
  Well, fictional
  Was broken foot.
  I had another -
  At the time of weaving strings of footprints in the desert,
  Toward another piece of oasis.
  Some people shrink a heap and trembling:
  "Let's go away point of it,
  He will not bite?
  Some people bend Dagong to flattery.
  "Mom,
  Mom Yeah,
  He eggs? "
  "Little girl, I can not figure out.
  Students should want to come. "
  Avenue dumbfounded.
  Wild laughter of buildings.
  A chill water to cool the whole body thoroughly.
  Thousands of fingers poking at my body,
  As I climb the mountain era.
  Nothing great! Even if you take me to freeze,
  Blowing wind bayonets with my feather light, die for it.
  Exotic, and out of tune I
  Can be eliminated.
  Despite all the madness raging in December.
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  Kick out the future!
  Future
  Does not itself come
  We must
  Approach to writing.
  Communist Youth League,
  Seize its gills!
  Young Pioneers,
  Pulling its tail!
  Commune
  Not a fairy tale princess,
  Every night for her people
  Lovesick.
  Calculated,
  Properly considered,
  Sights,
  To move forward,
  Even a small
  Should also pay close attention.
  Communism
  Not exist in the
  Field
  And factory sweat.
  Side of the family dinner table,
  Mutual relationship,
  Among relatives,
  Daily life
  Also communism.
  Who is
  骂起 Mother to
  Day without a finished,
  Oil than the cart that does not
  Quarrel also severe,
  Who is
  The shrill of the shamisen
  Lazily paralysis
  Such people
  Not qualified
  The future.
  On the front line
  Machine gun
  Fire non-stop, -
  War
  Not only
  This is a type!
  Family
  And the invasion of the dormitory
  Our
  Threat
  Not lighter.
  Who can not stand
  Family stress,
  Lying in
  Paper Rose leaves
  Lying intoxicated, -
  Such people
  Current
  No qualifications
  To meet future
  Powerful life.
  Time
  Like a leather coat,
  Moth life
  Will Zhushi it.
  League member who
  The backlog of our sun and the moon
  Like clothes like
  Turned out spanking!
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  Knight gift comrades - boat and human ①
  I was shocked.
  This is not a fantasy story:
  Burned hot,
  Summer seems to boiling,
  Swerves
  Entered the port to, and actually
  "Iron Dole, Knight" comrades.
  This is his,
  I can,
  Buoy
  As the eye wear.
  "Hi, Knight!
  More happy, ah, see you alive,
  Live a life of chimney smoke,
  Cable,
  Hook carry.
  Come through!
  Here you
  Deep enough?
  Since the sail Batumi,
  Must have your boiler
  Already boiling ... ...
  Remember, Knight -
  When you're a person,
  We two together
  Compartment in the diplomatic
  Tea scene?
  Others have been snoring,
  You have to stay up late,
  The corner of
  Wax seal to guard.
  You all night long
  Sun Jacobs talked, ②
  Kinda funny to Beishi,
  Back was sweating.
  Pro morning nap children,
  Gun handle is still holding out ... ...
  Who wants to steal files,
  Try it!
  Dare him!
  Which would have thought
  Separated by only one year,
  I see you again -
  You are the
  A ship.
  Direction of the stern -
  Banlu sea
  A big moon!
  A band of light
  Were cut open from the
  Ocean.
  That was like
  The last fight of the corridor
  Footprints left a hero,
  Always behind you
  Flashing carnage.
  Learn from books
  Belief in communism,
  Count only moderate success.
  Books Well,
  To write about, then
  Not easy?
  But this
  The "dream" become a living example of
  It shows
  Flesh and blood
  Communism.
  We comply with the oath of iron,
  To the cross,
  Can take the machine-gun fire,
  No turning back,
  Oath is called the world
  Not Russia,
  No Latvia,
  Implement a Datong
  Human society.
  We veins torrent
  Not water,
  But the blood.
  Facing the muzzle barking
  We advance prodigiously,
  To
  Death
  Can also be translated into
  Ships,
  Poem
  And other long-term career.
  I would like to live and live,
  Crossed the time of year after year.
  But in the end of life
  I would like to ... ...
  (No other desire)
  I would like to meet
  Moment of my death,
  As comrades, as Knight
  To meet death.
  1926
  ① Knight, Latvians, he served as the Soviet diplomatic courier, in the execution of its mandate at the expense of attack by enemy agents. Mayakovsky was encountered in the Black Sea ship named Knight.
  ② linguists, have introduced Markov died Mayan knowledge base and the Knight.
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  Meeting fans
  Every day, just when the night turned into dawn,
  I saw:
  Some people go to Department,
  Some people go to the Commission,
  Some people go to the Political Department,
  Some people go to the Ministry of Education,
  People are going to work.
  Just entered the room,
  Documents on the Yu Dianer flying wildly:
  To pick out fifty copies of -
  Are the most important documents! -
  Staff have to go to the meeting, respectively.
  Every trip, I would ask:
  "Can you give me a chance to interview?
  I long ago long ago to wait. "
  "Ivan million went to the Church meeting -
  Drama Department and the feeding of horses to discuss merging problem. "
  Several hundred flights of stairs to climb,
  Bored mind.
  Can they say to you:
  "I told you to come back after an hour.
  In the meeting:
  Provincial Cooperatives
  Buy a small bottle of ink. "
  An hour later,
  Male Secretary
  Secretary all in here -
  Room was empty!
  Twenty-year-old youth following
  League meetings are open.
  When nearly dusk, I climbed up
  The highest level seven floor.
  "Ivan the odd million here?"
  "Is at
  A, B, C, D, E, F, G, Xin Committee. "
  I am extremely angry,
  Wildly as the avalanche,
  Rushed to the venue,
  Along the way Breath the savage curse.
  However, I see:
  Half the people are sitting.
  Oh, deuce!
  Where is that half of it?
  "Hacked to death a person!
  To kill a person! "
  I have a room full of milling, shouting.
  This terrible scene that I often lose track of reason.
  At this time, I have heard
  Secretary of the unusual calm voice:
  "They suddenly have to attend two meetings.
  Day
  To catch
  Twenty will be.
  Last resort, and only then the body split!
  Above the waist to stay here,
  That half
  There. "
  I was so excited all night without sleeping when.
  Early in the morning,
  I went to greet the dawn with hope:
  "Oh,
  If
  Once again will be held,
  To discuss the eradication of all meetings, it would be great. "
  Translated by Qiu Qin
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  The best poems
  Audience
  Delivery to
  A big piles of notes,
  I want to Army
  Problems with a thorn inside:
  "Comrade Mayakovsky,
  Please recite
  Your
  Best poetry. "
  Which poem
  Give to
  Such glory?
  I insisted on the podium with both hands,
  Desperately.
  To them
  Read this first right?
  Perhaps,
  Or that the first strong?
  When I
  Dousou
  Second-hand poetry,
  The hall
  Waiting,
  A silent,
  "North arbeiderblad" in
  Secretary
  Hash to the ears
  Quietly
  Said to me ... ...
  So I abandoned
  Tone poems
  Shouted,
  Almost the entire building
  Zhen bad:
  "Comrades!
  Workers
  And Guangzhou military
  Occupied
  Shanghai! "
  As if
  Palm heart
  Yang metal rubbing,
  Wave of cheering
  Rising.
  Five minutes
  Ten minutes
  Fifteen minutes,
  Yaroslavl in the applause.
  Sounds like
  Storm
  Overwhelming and flying,
  To answer
  All
  Chamberlain ③ note,
  Flew to China,
  Asking the battleship
  Turned
  Steel pig nose,
  From Shanghai
  Backwards.
  All
  Poetic
  Hate the mud,
  Any
  Poetic
  Still no glory
  This can not be compared
  Ordinary
  Newspapers news
  If
  Jaroslav
  It
  So welcome
  Our hearts ah
  Tight
  Tied together,
  The unity of the workers hive
  Powerful.
  Applause for this, Jarraud Slavs
  Crushing workers and textile workers,
  Toward the strange
  And as close as flesh and blood
  Chinese coolies!
  1927
  ③ the then British Minister.
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