On March 5 th to 14 th April
garage, exhibition "Russian Utopia»
CATCH
city of ships
City of ships!
(O, black ships! About irrepressible ships!
of beautiful sharp-nosed steamers and sailboats!)
City of Peace! (Because here all the nations
And from all corners of the messengers here;)
City of the sea! City to brilliant surges
City, whose waves, exulting, free the end of the run over, go, Burla
whirlpools and foam hats!
City wharves and warehouses - a city of high marble and cast-iron facades!
City proud and passionate - Hot, mad, extravagant city!
City, arise - not only for peace, and stand him, militant!
Do not worry - nobody is not like, only themselves whether, City!
Here I am - Stand by me, as I was you!
All that neither you gave me, all I received - one you took, took, and I,
Good, evil, not arguing - everything I love - and nothing
abhor all that is yours, and may sing praise - but not peace
In days of peace the world, I have praised, but now the war drums I
war, bloody war I sing your street, city!
Walt Whitman
City of ships!
(O, black ships! About irrepressible ships!
of beautiful sharp-nosed steamers and sailboats!)
City of Peace! (Because here all the nations
And from all corners of the messengers here;)
City of the sea! City to brilliant surges
City, whose waves, exulting, free the end of the run over, go, Burla
whirlpools and foam hats!
City wharves and warehouses - a city of high marble and cast-iron facades!
City proud and passionate - Hot, mad, extravagant city!
City, arise - not only for peace, and stand him, militant!
Do not worry - nobody is not like, only themselves whether, City!
Here I am - Stand by me, as I was you!
All that neither you gave me, all I received - one you took, took, and I,
Good, evil, not arguing - everything I love - and nothing
abhor all that is yours, and may sing praise - but not peace
In days of peace the world, I have praised, but now the war drums I
war, bloody war I sing your street, city!
Walt Whitman
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