Текст песни Виталий Медведев - Владимир Маяковский, Блэк энд уайт

If
    Havana
        to cast in a flash -
paradise-country,
        country that is necessary.
Under the palm tree
        on the stalk
            there are flamingos.
Blossoms
        kolario
            throughout Vedado.
In Havana
       all
          is clearly delineated.
White has dollars,
               Black does not.
therefore
       Willie
            stands with a brush
from Henry Clay and Bock Limited.
A lot of
     for a life
             rose Willie -
some of the grains
             whole forest, -
so
       Willy's hair
                    got out,
so
       Willy's stomach
                    climbed.
Small of its joys is the dim spectrum:
six hours sleep on his side,
except perhaps
            thief,
                port inspector,
will throw
     negro
          cent on the run.
Can you hide from this dirt?
Except that
         steel b
                walk on the head.
And then
    would
             more dirt:
thousand volos,
             and legs -
                     two.
Beside
      was going
         elegant Prado.
That clinks,
          something will flash
                     three-tiered jazz.
The fool will seem,
               which is in fact
former Paradise
          in Havana just.
In Willy's brain
               few convolutions,
few shoots,
            little seeding.
One-
     the only thing
                 Willie danced
harder,
       than a stone
                 the monument of Maceo:
"White
      eating
         pineapple ripe,
the black -
        decay wet.
White work
            makes white,
black work -
             the black".
Little questions Willy drilled.
But one was
           zakoryuka from zakoryuk.
And when
       this question
                  got into Willy,
brush
     fell
           from Willy's hands.
And it must be the same,
                   so that just then
to the Cigar King
                  Henri Clay
came,
      whiter than the clouds of the herd,
the majestic of the sugar kings.
Negro
    is suitable
            to the carcass by a whit:
"I'm sorry, sorry, Mr. Bragg!
Why and sugar,
              white-white,
should do
             black negro?
Black cigar
             Do not go in the mustache to you -
it is for the Negro
             with a black mustache.
And if you
         love
               kofi with sugar,
then sugar
        please
                do yourself2.
A question
            does not pass in vain.
King
      of white
               becomes yellow.
Turned out
          king
                in accordance with the blow,
threw away both gloves
                     and left.
Tsveli
     round
           miracles of botany.
Bananas
      weaved
              solid shelter.
Wiped
     Negro
         about white underpants
hand,
     with his nose bleeding.
Negro
    sopel with a nosed nose,
raised his brush,
             holding on to the cheekbone.
How to know him,
                 what with such a question
should be addressed
               in the Comintern,
                           to Moscow?
Havana. July 5, 1925