33) "Thirty Years and Three Days... or 33 Cows" (This is about Jesus Christ, me, and Mary Poppins: 16.11.2025)
It's time for the thirty-third poem.
I have three associations with this number.
The first association is a classic one:
It's the age of Jesus Christ.
He was killed by evil people,
When he was 33 years old, as you know.
The whole World calls this
"The Age of Christ," without a doubt.
The second association is about me.
Because exactly thirty years and three days
Have passed between
Victory Day and my birthday.
And the last one
Relates to the musical sphere.
I'm talking about the song "33 Cows"
From a famous Soviet film
About a very smart and beautiful woman.
Mary Poppins is the name of her.
She has beautiful blonde hair.
She worked for an English family
To look after their two small children.
Her job is Holy, obviously -
We can call her "the nanny", simply.
This film is full of happy songs -
Hmmm, "Happy Song" - what's that?
Ah, do you remember?
It was in 1983 when I was eight -
It was the beginning of the Italo Disco era.
And this is one of my favourite songs,
Which is the part of that music style.
It was the best-known hit
Of the Italian band called "Baby's Gang".
This song was so well-known
That Frank Farian couldn't ignore it.
Do you know this wonderful man?
I'll make your day, darling -
He's one of the greatest producers
In the global music industry.
As far as I know,
"Frank Farian" isn't his real name,
Because he was born in Germany.
It's an American-style pseudonym
He adopted many years ago.
At that time, Germany wasn't a unified state -
It was divided into two parts.
The larger part, West Germany,
Was under the influence
Of the United States.
And the smaller territory
of this beautiful country,
called East Germany,
Was under the control of the USSR.
Why is that?
Because of the Second World War.
After this terrible trouble,
Germany was occupied
by four countries.
These were the USSR, the USA,
Great Britain, and France.
They discussed
The fate of the Germanies,
But they never came to a consensus.
So, one part of this Holy Land
Traveled to capitalist countries.
And another went
To a socialist country:
the USSR.
Thus, the territory of
West Germany
Was about three times
Larger than the territory of
East Germany.
But in the turbulent 1990s,
When every country
Was falling apart,
Germany, on the other hand,
Was coming together.
It was the greatest Event
In the history of the Fatherland
Of the greatest German Poet
Thomas Adam,
The one from the De/Vision band -
A famous German synth-pop Legend.
Do you Remember,
What do these four letters mean?
I'm talking about the USSR.
I'll give you the answer,
My dear daughters –
The Union of Soviet Socialist Republics.
I was born in this country
Fifty years ago, exactly.
It summed up it's existence
When I was at the age of sixteen.
Soviet Union was born in 1917.
And in the year of 1991
Soviet people made a very hard decision.
We couldn't stand this strange ideology, in fact.
What ideology am I talking about?
It was created by Vladimir Lenin, oh no.
He was a very smart manipulator
And a very talented orator.
He told the poor Russian people,
That they could become happier,
That they could take all the money
From the rich Russian ones.
I think this is wrong,
Because it's simply a terrible crime.
And this dirty ideology has become
The source of a big tragedy.
The Russian Tsar and his family were murdered.
Brothers killed brothers,
Fathers killed sons...
Millions of deaths.
Vladimir Lenin's false ideology
Brought us many bloody tears.
His soldiers destroyed almost all the churches.
And he made us forget who God is.
It was the greatest sin.
And so, the country born
In rivers of blood
Could no longer
Continue to live.
My Motherland was sentenced to death
By the Law of Eternal Justice.
This was not a rebellion of the Soviet people.
This was "The Judgment of God".
The consequences of this Bolshevik tragedy
Were four subsequent catastrophes:
The Civil War,
The Great Patriotic War,
The chaos that followed the 1991 coup,
The Special Military Operation.
Evil comes back like a boomerang
To our long-suffering people,
Over and over again.
When will this end?
When those in power
Sincerely repent.
And will not continue to adore
Lenin and Trotsky, stubbornly.
Exalting God, at the same time, slyly -
Through the alleged restoration
Of myriads of Churches,
Destroyed by them earlier.
Repentance should be
Sincere, not ostentatious.
It's possible to deceive
A person with showmanship.
But you can't deceive God in this way -
He penetrates deep into everyone's soul.
However, such repentance runs counter
To the pretensions of Russia as a great Power.
The criminal wants not only to avoid trial,
But also to enjoy his power, fully.
Which, to put it mildly, isn't entirely fair.
This is the root cause of the bloodshed,
And everything else is merely a consequence.
Such is the tragedy of the Russian people.
And no matter how hard the criminal tries,
He will not escape a fair trial.
God grant that this will be the last catastrophe -
It will, it turns out, be the fifth.
After which the blood from our hands
Will be washed away completely.
Atonement for sins is very painful,
So we must be prepared for anything.
Зло бумерангом возвращается нашему
Многострадальному народу, снова и снова.
Когда этому будет положен конец?
Когда власть имущие искренне раскаются.
А не будут продолжать упрямо
Обожать Ленина и Троцкого.
Лукаво, при этом, превознося Бога.
Посредством, яко бы, восстановления
Разрушенных ими ранее храмов.
Покаяние должно быть
Искренним, а не показным.
Это человека можно обмануть показухой.
Боженьку же не обманешь таким -
Он каждому глубоко проникает в душу.
Однако, такое покаяние
Идёт вразрез с великодержавными замашками.
Преступник хочет не просто избежать суда,
А при этом ещё и властью насладиться досыта.
Что, мягко говоря, не совсем справедливо.
Вот в чём кровопролития первопричина,
А всё остальное - лишь следствие.
Такова трагедия русского народа.
И как бы преступник из кожи вон не лез,
Справедливого суда ему не избежать.
Дай Бог, чтобы это была последняя катастрофа -
Будет она, получается, пятой по счёту.
После которой кровь с наших рук
Будет смыта окончательно.
Искупление грехов проходит очень болезненно,
Так что надо быть готовыми ко всему.
Вот мне тоже это очень интересно.
Ещё у меня есть 2 чата во ВКонтакте.
И к ним активно присоединяются
Какие-то непонятные люди.
Вчера пришёл человек
По имени "Детектив Эбис", внезапно!
Дела отлично - всё хорошо.
Пишу стишки, между делом.
Мандаринчики с фейхоа употребляю.
По набережной гуляю.
Через Сашулю вас сюда зазываю.
Прошу прощения -
Это было лирическое отступление.
Итак, продолжим.
О чём то бишь мы?
Ah, we were talking about the Soviet Union
And the German star Frank Farian.
What else can I tell you about buddy Frank?
He bought that great song about happiness.
And it was sung by his best project,
Consisting of four Afro-American people -
Two men and two women, dancers and singers.
This band was very popular in the seventies.
They sang "Happy Song" in 1984
On one of their last albums...
With another big hit,
Called "Kalimba De Luna" -
Very nice song.
Frank Farian didn't create it either.
It was written by Tony Esposito.
He was Italian, like "Baby's Gang".
But it was in the reggae style.
These were two magnificent songs
By the famous German band "Boney M",
The brainchild of
The great Frank Farian.
Hmmm, but what were we talking about
Before brilliant Frank Farian?
Ah, we were talking about
Nathalie Andreychenko!
This is the name of great Soviet actress,
Who played Mary Poppins,
In the famous Soviet film,
So-called "Goodbye, Mary Poppins".
And why did we start such a strange speech?
Ah, because of this little job,
Who has number thirty-three –
The number of cows in that film.
Not exactly in this film,
But in the song they performed in it.
Maxim Dunaevsky was the composer –
Mary Poppins' husband, just in case.
He was one of the greatest Soviet composers.
He wrote many wonderful songs.
The most famous of them are from another film,
Based on the novel by Alexandre Dumas.
This is a favourite book
Of my dear mama.
I'm talking about the brave D'Artagnan -
A French hero and fearless officer -
Like my dear papa,
Who was a Russian lieutenant colonel.
He was also very brave and fearless,
So I understand you,
My beautiful mother Mary.
Hmm, Mary again -
What an unexpected coincidence.
Ну, присоединились человек семь.
И что с того - никто ничего не пишет,
Хотя возможность такая есть.
Активность проявляет только Дмитрий Нагиев.
Да и то - навряд ли это он.
Смотрел я с ним недавно интервью -
Там он сказал, что в эти дела не лезет.
Есть у него в штате специальные люди,
Которые повсюду воду мутят.
Здесь 12 подписчиков.
Во ВКонтакте тоже с гулькин нос.
На Прозе никто не рецензирует.
В библиотеке Мошкова
Никто комментарии не пишет.
Посты и статьи в ВК
Набирают от силы
Десяток просмотров
И несколько лайков.
О какой известности
Может идти речь?
Просто, пишу для своего удовольствия,
Ни получая за это ни гроша.
Даже сборник своей поэзии
Буду издавать на собственные шишы.
Однако, я ни о чём не жалею.
А, нет - жалею я лишь обо одном,
Что нету тебя со мною рядом.
Пускай читают,
Мне от этого ни холодно, ни жарко.
Я их не знаю, они меня не знают -
Как будто сам с собой разговариваю.
Да, всё там же -
Дёшево и зло.
Вокруг такая ляпота,
Помнишь Буншу-Грозного?
Есть, я не кутила и не растратчик.
По кабакам и злачным местам не хожу.
Побросала меня жизнь словно мячик -
Теперь души гармонию я ищу.
Да, но я так боюсь в столицу возвращенья.
Здесь тишина и покой,
А там клоака страшная,
Которая нарушит души моей
Благой настрой.
Ударюсь опять я во все тяжкие.
Буду скалиться на мир этот беспощадный.
Из такого теста я уж слеплен -
Не знаю, что мне с этим делать.
33 Cows grazed here on November 16, 2025.
It was near the Church of the Intercession
Of the Holy Mother of God.
You can find 23 fotos about it
In the secret Place,
That is known only by two Persons:
God and Pavel Durov.
I guess you know what I mean.
These fotos are full of wise Words.
So, don't be lazy and give them a Chance.
A Chance to your soul Survival.
Forget all about earthly Passions -
You better think about silly Rhymes.
16 ноября 2025 года здесь
Паслись 33 Коровы.
Это было недалеко от церкви
Покрова Пресвятой Богородицы.
Вы можете найти 23 фотографии об этом
В тайном месте, которое знают только два человека:
Бог и Павел Дуров.
Думаю, вы понимаете, о чём я.
Эти фотографии полны мудрых слов,
Так что не ленитесь и дайте им шанс.
Шанс на выживание вашей души.
Забудьте о Страстях земных -
Подумайте лучше о глупых Рифмах.
On November 16, 2025,
33 Cows were grazing here.
It was near the Church of the Protection
Of the Holy Virgin Mary.
You can find 23 photos about it
In a secret Place that only two People know:
God and Pavel Durov.
I think you know what I mean.
These photos are full of wise Words,
So don't be lazy and give them a Chance.
A Chance for your soul to Survive.
Forget about earthly Passions -
Better think about silly Rhymes.
It's clear, thank you very much, baby.
Now I'm lying on the bed - I'm scribbling a poem,
And behind the wall some incomprehensible move.
I could not stand and loudly swore,
After that, behind the wall this
The movement turned into human speech.
How I'm tired of all this -
A couple of days lived in silence
And someone deprives me of peace again.
So I'll be leaving here
So to speak, in good health.
That's not why I came here,
To play on my nerves again someone.
I'll look for a quieter place,
Let it even be a little more expensive.
Понятно, спасибо тебе большое, малыш.
Сейчас лежу на кровати - строчу стишок,
А за стенкой какой-то непонятный движ.
Я не выдержал и громко ругнулся,
После чего, за стеною этой
Движ превратился в речи людские.
Как мне всё надоело это -
Пару дней пожил в тишине
И покоя меня кто-то лишает снова.
Так что буду я валить отсюда
Так сказать, по-добру по-здорову.
Не за этим приехал я сюда,
Чтобы на нервах мне опять играл кто-то.
Буду искать более тихое место,
Пусть оно даже будет дороже немного.
In Gagra, for sure -
It's the second city
In size after Sukhum.
But if the latter
Is the capital
With all the ensuing,
Then Gagra is full of peace.
I just got into a huge house -
Hence the incomprehensible creaking everywhere.
Although I didn't notice it just yesterday.
Either it's a hallucination,
Or it's actually happening.
But it doesn't matter at all -
The source of irritation
Requires elimination.
Naturally, without any aggression,
And get your hands off and get out of here.
Fortunately, I'm not on a leash,
Like we have in Plyushchikha street.
В Гаграх, однозначно -
Это второй город
По величине после Сухума.
Но если последний
Является столицей
Со всеми вытекающими,
То в Гагры полны умиротворения.
Попал я, просто, в огромный домину -
Отсюда и скрежет непонятный везде.
Хотя я этого не замечал, буквально вчера.
То ли галлюцинации,
То ли на самом деле.
Но это вовсе неважно -
Источник раздражения
Требует устранения.
Естественно без какой-либо агрессии,
А руки в ноги - и убираться восвояси.
Благо я не на привязи,
Как у нас на Плющихе.
Look at this, please -
The Internet is lying to me godlessly.
Do you remember when
I went to the MGTS big office?
I took Katyusha and Sashula with me,
The insolent one.
showed me everything "honestly" -
I even printed out this case.
We walked with my angels for a long time.
There's a huge house all around.
However, there was no office -
There was no sign of it.
Since then, I've had a lot of such cases.
You don't have to look far for an example.
My favorite German poet, Thomas Adam
Has completely disappeared from the radar.
I've been searching for a very long time
For any information about this accident.
Naturally, I can't find anything.
And I can't understand
What the hell is going on.
Oh, I guess what I need to do:
Take a piece of chalk
And draw a circle around yourself,
Like Leonid Kuravlyov in a movie,
Based on Nikolai Gogol's "Viy."
Посмотри ты, пожалуйста -
Мне интернет врёт безбожно.
Помнишь, как поехал я
В большой офис МГТС?
Катюшу и Сашулю с собой взял, наглец.
Яндекс Карты мне всё "честно" показали -
Я даже это дело распечатал.
Долго мы ходили с ангелочками моими
Вокруг большущего дома этого.
Однако, никакого офиса
Там и в помине не было.
С тех пор была у меня таких случаев уйма.
За примером далеко ходить не надо.
Мой любимый немецкий поэт Томас Адам
Исчез с радаров абсолютно напрочь.
Ищу я уже очень-очень долго
Хоть какую-нибудь информацию об этом.
Естественно, ничего найти не могу,
Что за чертовщина - не пойму.
Хоть мел бери
И круг вокруг себя черти,
Как Леонид Куравлёв в одном кино,
Снятом по "Вию" Николая Гоголя.
Вот здесь почитай в комментариях.
Там и в других постах есть про это,
Но в этом подробнее всего:
Спасибо большое, малыш.
Сейчас писульку дооформлю,
Комнату хозяевам сдам
И займусь этим нужным делом.
Thirty Years and Three Days... or 33 Cows
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