You know, Petya, I started to respect science.
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Now such an evil time is in the yard,
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The country is not the same for a long time, but the speed of sound
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Everything is the same as under the father of the king.
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Oh, how sad... A crow sits on a stump.
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Lopakhins came and cut down the garden.
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Of the eternal values - one Coulomb's law,
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Yes, the area of a circle is still pi-square.
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The people became happy, toiling out of habit.
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Stability - eat turya and get fat.
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But the universe is slowly expanding,
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And without the permission of the authorities.
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And we should take nature as an example,
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And we would love freedom.
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Consciousness is growing and the ruble is getting stronger,
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And only brains are declining.
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All nine muses, born of Mnemosyne,
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Strangled with a clothesline.
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Only the muse of television is alive - this is a man,
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But with a female torso and a donkey's head.
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Singer N came with a fresh boyfriend,
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Actor Schastlivtsev left his fifth wife ...
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What a breadth, scale of Shakespeare and Homer -
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Feel proud of the country.
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What glamour, what glossy faces!
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An elementary particle flies through them,
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Flying like a knife through dough
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Like through an empty space.
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An empty space shouldn't bubble up.
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Eh, we would soar like birds,
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Eh, we should take an example from a particle!
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She is free, it's a pity you can't see her -
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As a citizen, this hurts me.
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People don't know that there are neutrinos in the world
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And corpuscular-wave dualism.
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Everything is ruled by the god of money-grubbing - a man
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With a good tie and a wolf head.
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And everything has long been described in the tablets,
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We forgot the Old Testament morality:
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In many money, Petya, many sorrows,
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By multiplying money, you multiply sorrow.
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Az, sinful, is also a cultural worker.
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I crave money, like all weak natures.
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I'm ashamed that I'm hungry
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And with grief I lap,
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And I count, all in tears, banknotes.
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I would like to discover something like that myself,
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Well, at least the law of transfusion from empty to empty.
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But a chicken is not a bird,
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I am not Kapitsa either,
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I lie down, I accumulate in myself the energy of peace.
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Though you, particle, show stubbornness.
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Come on, stray, pierce space!
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We are not capable: there is a prison, and that's fine.
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As a citizen, this annoys me.
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Neutrino flies through slingshots and obstacles,
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And for Mozhai, they won't send him, neutrino.
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Coulomb's law cannot be outlawed,
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Well, except through the Basmanny Court.
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No, Petya, the Inquisition was abolished early,
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And she would work on the country,
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We will bring Giordano Bruno into opposition
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For lack of opposition, another.
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And according to the law, Petya, the third Newton,
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The more they push us, the stronger the defense.
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Long live science!
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Throw for the speed of sound,
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For Mendeleev splash and Clapeyron.
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And let the price of our attempts be three kopecks,
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Change the anthem, the law, stand, charter, way of life,
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But the area of the circle now, forever and ever,
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Stubbornly, to spite everyone - pi-er-square.
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Eh, we would soar like birds,
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Eh, we should take an example from a particle ...
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She is free! |
It's a pity you can't see it -
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As a citizen, this hurts me. |