Greetings Vasy Oblomov and his friends -
Dimon. Misha, Zhenya, Ruslan and Alex.
We are watching TV and believe the news,
we see you every bloody day, you´re everywhere.
We saw you crossing the country on a lada,
and it was pretty cool how you were swimming with the whales.
And wow, when Moscow was on fire
you were there, waving the thick smoke away
with you bare hands.
We belive in you und in your strong Russia,
We did not read the Plan, but that is because i tis too good for us.
Give the Caesar what belongs the Caesar
And you, you can have some of our humle kascha.
You know better what is better for us,
May the russian Flag fly high up proudly.
And in the meantime adults can keep themselves busy,
Listening the Russian prison songs.
Honestly we do not even have vote,
People will elect you withaut us.
Choosing from between you and you,
It is like in Mexico: „Quen si no mi?“
Please make prostitution legal,
And change the Constitution.
So we do not have to drink a bottle of vodka,
To look at women who go there today.
We like it when you share you wisdom with us,
Because we love your sence of humor.
Vladimíre, you are Russia´s treasure!
You are always to the point, and always right –
You should become a Judge in Russia´s Got Talent!
How come they have not invited you yet?
Things are getting more expensive,
But i tis not your fault of course.
We can not expect, that live will get better overnight.
We understand - Vasya just hold on!
This is our happy letter, written from a sick room,
Hey dudes, this is Vasya Oblomov and his friends.
And this i sout letter to Prime minister.
We are high and we are fine.
We do not expect any change.
We watch the Wheel of Fortune every week,
presenter Yakubovitch is our man!
Give him an award – make your people happy!
Kindergarten headmistress show the kids,
Your picture in her office.
„Look childern! This is Putin!“
We read on the internet, that you blew up some hauses.
You?! No way, this is conspiracy bullshit!
You know, yes, always blame the boss.
One step out of line and you will see.
Thid guy is stealing – well, who is not?
Maxim was stealing gas from the army,
Doctor Zubov was tampering with drugs.
We all stole bucketfuls of sand from someone else´s building.
Remember, Vasya, you were in it, too!
The main thing is it share with the right people,
With doctors civile servants and police.
Our country provides oportunity – so grab it!
Stupid people work; we rule!
O yeah, and send us an iPhone 4G,
To this repote Siberian land.
OK, the stamps are on, and here goes the letter!
The Moscow, Russia, Kremlin – of it goes!
This is our happy letter, written from a sick room,
Hey dudes, this is Vasya Oblomov and his friends.
And this i sout letter to Prime minister.
We are high and we are fine.
We do not expect any change.
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Jan Šinágl, 23.2.2015
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