Scows full of major silver mullet
Konstantin brought to Odessa,
And all draft drivers got up in moment,
When he just entered closest pub.
The sea turns blue over the boulevard,
The chestnut blooms over the city view.
And Konstantin takes the darling guitar
And songs in a low nice voice:
I won't tell you for all of Odessa -
All Odessa is very big thing,
But both Moldavanka and Peresyp
They both love the sailor Konstantin.
Once in May fisherwomen Sonya,
Sending a longboat to the shore,
Said to him: "Everyone knows you, pal,
But I see you for the first my time".
In response, opening a pack of "Kazbek",
Konstantin said her with a chill:
“You are an interesting weirdo woman,
But the point, you see, is only such:
I won't tell you for all of Odessa,
All Odessa is very big thing,
But both Moldavanka and Peresyp
They both love the sailor Konstantin.
The Fountain is covered with bird cherry,
French Boulevard was in sumptuous bloom.
"Our Kostya seems to have fallen in love"
Screaming all loaders in the port.
About this news for a whole week
The fishermen all heatedly told.
For the wedding every loaders put on
With a terrible loud creaking shoes.
I won't tell you for all of Odessa,
All Odessa is very big thing.
Day and night the whole Peresyp made merry
At a sailor's funny cheer wedding.
- Author: Ksey_Gan ( Offline)
- Published: May 24th, 2023 15:47
- Category: Short story
- Views: 3
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