Мы отбыли въ Кисловодскъ, Отвергая пошлый свѣтъ, Сколько было благородствъ – Всѣ онѣ сошли на нѣтъ.
Вы слагали мадригалъ, Приглашали на балетъ, Вамъ рукоплескалъ весь залъ, И сползалъ съ меня корсетъ.
Какъ сидѣлъ на васъ сюртукъ, Невозможно глазъ отвесть: Чу, въ парадномъ громкій стукъ. Эхъ, прощай дѣвичья честь.
Отворяю, а на васъ Съ эполетами мундиръ, Въ кандалы меня тотъ часъ, И на каторгу въ Сибирь.
Какъ прознали Вы, mon cher, Біографію мою, Опрокинули фужеръ И промолвили «Adieu»! What do you, Shchegol, retreated? Or not comme il fake am I here? Syazer in a look of an ardor, And do not multiply the word in vain.
From you, my dear Phileter, A noble Moveton came out, Your seduced me Complexes are clothed.
On the eve of the name day You have made Kunshtyuk
Damsk choir of the Uzdnaya Profurskok: At, two, three!
And threw in Mesonin Step -Lobodok motley bun.
I presented the morning Slue pantheon!
Damsk choir of the Uzdnaya Profurskok: Pantheon!
It turned out that you were from tech, Who is the hunter in Afedron.
“Cupid in the longing of drooping” - As said for that, You are secret security, a secret spik, And not just sodom.
How did the volume of volume - Lightened Variet. All the ones were stepped then, Having convinced you.
We left for Kislovodsk, Rejecting vulgar How many nobleness there were - All he went to do not.
You composed Madrigal, Invited to the ballet, The whole hall applauded you, And the corset crawled to me.
How to sit on you as a frock It is impossible to take the eye: Chu, in the ceremonial loud knock. Eh, goodbye Devichy Honor.
I open, but on you With epaulettes uniform, In shackles I am that hour, And to hard labor in Siberia.
How did you learn, Mon Cher, My bioographer, Changed the glass And they said "adieu"!