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alexpp2014.livejournal.com
2014-06-04 12:51 pm (UTC)
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Скоро нужно будет открывать регулярный маршрут -Донецк-Ростов. Все к этому идет.
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abzaz-423.livejournal.com
2014-06-04 01:56 pm (UTC)
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Не родиться - вот наилучшая участь.
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mantix.livejournal.com
2014-06-04 01:58 pm (UTC)
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This Be The Verse
BY PHILIP LARKIN
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another’s throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don’t have any kids yourself.
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abzaz-423.livejournal.com
2014-06-04 01:59 pm (UTC)
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Не, не понимаю я.
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mantix.livejournal.com
2014-06-04 03:42 pm (UTC)
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Это типа лучшее англоязычное стихотворение всех времён и народов. Перекликается, так сказать, с вашей мыслью.
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abzaz-423.livejournal.com
2014-06-04 03:46 pm (UTC)
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Спасибо, но оценить все равно не смог. Английский не мой конек.
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mantix.livejournal.com
2014-06-04 03:50 pm (UTC)
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Есть русские переводы, но все неудачные. Это стихотворение, наверное, вообще невозможно хорошо перевести на русский язык, уж больно оно сжатое.
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abzaz-423.livejournal.com
2014-06-04 03:53 pm (UTC)
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Жаль, но верю Вам на слово.
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BY PHILIP LARKIN
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another’s throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don’t have any kids yourself.
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