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Eugene Vinokourov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women

Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

Read the fullV your quote or community!

Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accidenPeter Paul Rubens art

t by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
Quote of Ada_Peters

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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
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Eugene Vinokurov ~~ Whatever it was, we still value women.

Evgeny Vinokourov


Evgeny Mikhailovich Vinokurov
(October 22, 1925, Bryansk - January 23, 1993, Moscow) is a Soviet poet. Laureate of the State Prize of the USSR (1987).



"Whatever it was, we appreciate it all ..."

Whatever it was, but we appreciate it all the same
we are women. And for those years,
when suddenly a chill on the skin
ran at a meeting sometimes.

For a drop of a weak fate
in a minute terrible troubles.
For that bracelet around the wrist.
For a glass of water.

... In the morning, breathing his hair,
sat, strand, hitching.
For the fact that all can not themselves
they understand themselves.

1968-1972



"No man can be one ..."

"I'm not the man to be one," -
gloomy saying goes.
I'll put on a raincoat and put on a hat evil
and I will go out.
  & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Fine rain drizzles.

Yes, the truth was told the ancient book! ..
On black puddles I go into darkness -
to the noise of the tram and to the light of the station,
only to not be left alone.

1958-1972



Minute

It is clear that there is no need to look
from the street to the window: what's in the house?
Will become an intrusive sight
suddenly not at ease to somebody ...

Are the spouses quarreling?
 & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp & amp; nbsp Children crying?
Husband, osev, deadly sick? ..
By chance you will be a witness
suddenly such, that God forbid!

In the womb of the Priarbat coziness
break in by accident by chance.
... Or suddenly a happy minute:
the whole family is feasting at the table!

1972
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When the painting sounds ... Artist Ekaterina Arkhipova

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Childhood is our inner world. Becoming older, we only change behavior and accumulate experience - the child does not change within us. Therefore, we all our lives like family holidays and continue to wait for gifts. Many of us need that close people feel in us a child - such as we were and how we remain for life.



I really love Christmas and New Year. Not celebrating them as something extraordinary - on the contrary - everything is very traditional, in a small family circle.
I love the feeling of magic that arises in already frosty air, the feeling of anticipation of some inner holiday - as if you are going to be born.
Christmas and New Year for me - an eternal holiday of childhood. Not because Santa Claus and gifts are long overdue, but because every year under Christmas there is a feeling of surprising inner purity, as if you were just born again. I think that for the rest of our lives we preserve (and guard) this feeling inside, that we are children, children forever - tender, vulnerable, trusting, hungry for love, just like that.



Ekaterina Arkhipova - a young, talented artist, a graduate of the Yekaterinburg Art College. Shadra, a picturesque and pedagogical department. When you peer into her painting, there is a strange feeling that the color turns into a clear and pure melody. It is not easier to understand art than to understand the singing of birds. But the indifferent spectator will certainly hear the melody of the picturesque and graphic works of Catherine Arkhipova, will understand and love.





Catherine is an artist who knows how to hook on the living, the most intimate, stir up, fill the soul with a new light. Born in 1967 in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia since 2000. Her works are in the collections of the Primorsky State Picture Gallery, the Museum and Exhibition Center (Nakhodka), the galleries of contemporary art Art-Floor, Arch, Portmei, in private collections (Russia, USA, Canada, Japan, etc.) years Katya lives simultaneously in two cities, and is not ready to give preference to any of them. In Nakhodka there is a house, parents, friends, tennis, a car, favorite beaches, hills, forests; in Vladivostok - a workshop, exhibitions, galleries, orders, more opportunities for selling paintings, necessary for any artist to meet with those who understand, love and appreciate painting. In Vladivostok - contacts and connections, the acquisition of new topics, fans and new, unexpected, but natural twists of fate, new victories.







Music: Song of the Storyteller from the play "The Snow Queen" (-)
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When the painting sounds ... Artist Ekaterina Arkhipova




Childhood is our inner world. Becoming older, we only change behavior and accumulate experience - the child does not change within us. Therefore, we all our lives like family holidays and continue to wait for gifts. Many of us need that close people feel in us a child - such as we were and how we remain for life.



I really love Christmas and New Year. Not celebrating them as something extraordinary - on the contrary - everything is very traditional, in a small family circle.
I love the feeling of magic that arises in already frosty air, the feeling of anticipation of some inner holiday - as if you are going to be born.
Christmas and New Year for me - an eternal holiday of childhood. Not because Santa Claus and gifts are long overdue, but because every year under Christmas there is a feeling of surprising inner purity, as if you were just born again. I think that for the rest of our lives we preserve (and guard) this feeling inside, that we are children, children forever - tender, vulnerable, trusting, hungry for love, just like that.



Ekaterina Arkhipova - a young, talented artist, a graduate of the Yekaterinburg Art College. Shadra, a picturesque and pedagogical department. When you peer into her painting, there is a strange feeling that the color turns into a clear and pure melody. It is not easier to understand art than to understand the singing of birds. But the indifferent spectator will certainly hear the melody of the picturesque and graphic works of Catherine Arkhipova, will understand and love.





Catherine is an artist who knows how to hook on the living, the most intimate, stir up, fill the soul with a new light. Born in 1967 in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia since 2000. Her works are in the collections of the Primorsky State Picture Gallery, the Museum and Exhibition Center (Nakhodka), the galleries of contemporary art Art-Floor, Arch, Portmei, in private collections (Russia, USA, Canada, Japan, etc.) years Katya lives simultaneously in two cities, and is not ready to give preference to any of them. In Nakhodka there is a house, parents, friends, tennis, a car, favorite beaches, hills, forests; in Vladivostok - a workshop, exhibitions, galleries, orders, more opportunities for selling paintings, necessary for any artist to meet with those who understand, love and appreciate painting. In Vladivostok - contacts and connections, the acquisition of new topics, fans and new, unexpected, but natural twists of fate, new victories.







Music: Song of the Storyteller from the play "The Snow Queen" (-)
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When the painting sounds ... Artist Ekaterina Arkhipova




Childhood is our inner world. Becoming older, we only change behavior and accumulate experience - the child does not change within us. Therefore, we all our lives like family holidays and continue to wait for gifts. Many of us need that close people feel in us a child - such as we were and how we remain for life.



I really love Christmas and New Year. Not celebrating them as something extraordinary - on the contrary - everything is very traditional, in a small family circle.
I love the feeling of magic that arises in already frosty air, the feeling of anticipation of some inner holiday - as if you are going to be born.
Christmas and New Year for me - an eternal holiday of childhood. Not because Santa Claus and gifts are long overdue, but because every year under Christmas there is a feeling of surprising inner purity, as if you were just born again. I think that for the rest of our lives we preserve (and guard) this feeling inside, that we are children, children forever - tender, vulnerable, trusting, hungry for love, just like that.



Ekaterina Arkhipova - a young, talented artist, a graduate of the Yekaterinburg Art College. Shadra, a picturesque and pedagogical department. When you peer into her painting, there is a strange feeling that the color turns into a clear and pure melody. It is not easier to understand art than to understand the singing of birds. But the indifferent spectator will certainly hear the melody of the picturesque and graphic works of Catherine Arkhipova, will understand and love.





Catherine is an artist who knows how to hook on the living, the most intimate, stir up, fill the soul with a new light. Born in 1967 in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia since 2000. Her works are in the collections of the Primorsky State Picture Gallery, the Museum and Exhibition Center (Nakhodka), the galleries of contemporary art Art-Floor, Arch, Portmei, in private collections (Russia, USA, Canada, Japan, etc.) years Katya lives simultaneously in two cities, and is not ready to give preference to any of them. In Nakhodka there is a house, parents, friends, tennis, a car, favorite beaches, hills, forests; in Vladivostok - a workshop, exhibitions, galleries, orders, more opportunities for selling paintings, necessary for any artist to meet with those who understand, love and appreciate painting. In Vladivostok - contacts and connections, the acquisition of new topics, fans and new, unexpected, but natural twists of fate, new victories.







Music: Song of the Storyteller from the play "The Snow Queen" (-)
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When the painting sounds ... Artist Ekaterina Arkhipova




Childhood is our inner world. Becoming older, we only change behavior and accumulate experience - the child does not change within us. Therefore, we all our lives like family holidays and continue to wait for gifts. Many of us need that close people feel in us a child - such as we were and how we remain for life.



I really love Christmas and New Year. Not celebrating them as something extraordinary - on the contrary - everything is very traditional, in a small family circle.
I love the feeling of magic that arises in already frosty air, the feeling of anticipation of some inner holiday - as if you are going to be born.
Christmas and New Year for me - an eternal holiday of childhood. Not because Santa Claus and gifts are long overdue, but because every year under Christmas there is a feeling of surprising inner purity, as if you were just born again. I think that for the rest of our lives we preserve (and guard) this feeling inside, that we are children, children forever - tender, vulnerable, trusting, hungry for love, just like that.



Ekaterina Arkhipova - a young, talented artist, a graduate of the Yekaterinburg Art College. Shadra, a picturesque and pedagogical department. When you peer into her painting, there is a strange feeling that the color turns into a clear and pure melody. It is not easier to understand art than to understand the singing of birds. But the indifferent spectator will certainly hear the melody of the picturesque and graphic works of Catherine Arkhipova, will understand and love.





Catherine is an artist who knows how to hook on the living, the most intimate, stir up, fill the soul with a new light. Born in 1967 in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia since 2000. Her works are in the collections of the Primorsky State Picture Gallery, the Museum and Exhibition Center (Nakhodka), the galleries of contemporary art Art-Floor, Arch, Portmei, in private collections (Russia, USA, Canada, Japan, etc.) years Katya lives simultaneously in two cities, and is not ready to give preference to any of them. In Nakhodka there is a house, parents, friends, tennis, a car, favorite beaches, hills, forests; in Vladivostok - a workshop, exhibitions, galleries, orders, more opportunities for selling paintings, necessary for any artist to meet with those who understand, love and appreciate painting. In Vladivostok - contacts and connections, the acquisition of new topics, fans and new, unexpected, but natural twists of fate, new victories.







Music: Song of the Storyteller from the play "The Snow Queen" (-)
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When the painting sounds ... Artist Ekaterina Arkhipova




Childhood is our inner world. Becoming older, we only change behavior and accumulate experience - the child does not change within us. Therefore, we all our lives like family holidays and continue to wait for gifts. Many of us need that close people feel in us a child - such as we were and how we remain for life.



I really love Christmas and New Year. Not celebrating them as something extraordinary - on the contrary - everything is very traditional, in a small family circle.
I love the feeling of magic that arises in already frosty air, the feeling of anticipation of some inner holiday - as if you are going to be born.
Christmas and New Year for me - an eternal holiday of childhood. Not because Santa Claus and gifts are long overdue, but because every year under Christmas there is a feeling of surprising inner purity, as if you were just born again. I think that for the rest of our lives we preserve (and guard) this feeling inside, that we are children, children forever - tender, vulnerable, trusting, hungry for love, just like that.



Ekaterina Arkhipova - a young, talented artist, a graduate of the Yekaterinburg Art College. Shadra, a picturesque and pedagogical department. When you peer into her painting, there is a strange feeling that the color turns into a clear and pure melody. It is not easier to understand art than to understand the singing of birds. But the indifferent spectator will certainly hear the melody of the picturesque and graphic works of Catherine Arkhipova, will understand and love.





Catherine is an artist who knows how to hook on the living, the most intimate, stir up, fill the soul with a new light. Born in 1967 in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia since 2000. Her works are in the collections of the Primorsky State Picture Gallery, the Museum and Exhibition Center (Nakhodka), the galleries of contemporary art Art-Floor, Arch, Portmei, in private collections (Russia, USA, Canada, Japan, etc.) years Katya lives simultaneously in two cities, and is not ready to give preference to any of them. In Nakhodka there is a house, parents, friends, tennis, a car, favorite beaches, hills, forests; in Vladivostok - a workshop, exhibitions, galleries, orders, more opportunities for selling paintings, necessary for any artist to meet with those who understand, love and appreciate painting. In Vladivostok - contacts and connections, the acquisition of new topics, fans and new, unexpected, but natural twists of fate, new victories.







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Childhood is our inner world. Becoming older, we only chCaspar David Friedrich painting Reproductions art

ange behavior and accumulate experience - the child does not change within us. Therefore, we all our lives like family holidays and continue to wait for gifts. Many of us need that close people feel in us a child - such as we were and how we remain for life.



I really love Christmas and New Year. Not celebrating them as something extraordinary - on the contrary - everything is very traditional, in a small family circle.
I love the feeling of magic that arises in already frosty air, the feeling of anticipation of some inner holiday - as if you are going to be born.
Christmas and New Year for me - an eternal holiday of childhood. Not because Santa Claus and gifts are long overdue, but because every year under Christmas there is a feeling of surprising inner purity, as if you were just born again. I think that for the rest of our lives we preserve (and guard) this feeling inside, that we are children, children forever - tender, vulnerable, trusting, hungry for love, just like that.



Ekaterina Arkhipova - a young, talented artist, a graduate of the Yekaterinburg Art College. Shadra, a picturesque and pedagogical department. When you peer into her painting, there is a strange feeling that the color turns into a clear and pure melody. It is not easier to understand art than to understand the singing of birds. But the indifferent spectator will certainly hear the melody of the picturesque and graphic works of Catherine Arkhipova, will understand and love.





Catherine is an artist who knows how to hook on the living, the most intimate, stir up, fill the soul with a new light. Born in 1967 in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia since 2000. Her works are in the collections of the Primorsky State Picture Gallery, the Museum and Exhibition Center (Nakhodka), the galleries of contemporary art Art-Floor, Arch, Portmei, in private collections (Russia, USA, Canada, Japan, etc.) years Katya lives simultaneously in two cities, and is not ready to give preference to any of them. In Nakhodka there is a house, parents, friends, tennis, a car, favorite beaches, hills, forests; in Vladivostok - a workshop, exhibitions, galleries, orders, more opportunities for selling paintings, necessary for any artist to meet with those who understand, love and appreciate painting. In Vladivostok - contacts and connections, the acquisition of new topics, fans and new, unexpected, but natural twists of fate, new victories.







Music: Song of the Storyteller from the play "The Snow Queen" (-)
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When the painting sounds ... Artist Ekaterina Arkhipova




Childhood is our inner world. Becoming older, we only change behavior and accumulate experience - the child does not change within us. Therefore, we all our lives like family holidays and continue to wait for gifts. Many of us need that close people feel in us a child - such as we were and how we remain for life.



I really love Christmas and New Year. Not celebrating them as something extraordinary - on the contrary - everything is very traditional, in a small family circle.
I love the feeling of magic that arises in already frosty air, the feeling of anticipation of some inner holiday - as if you are going to be born.
Christmas and New Year for me - an eternal holiday of childhood. Not because Santa Claus and gifts are long overdue, but because every year under Christmas there is a feeling of surprising inner purity, as if you were just born again. I think that for the rest of our lives we preserve (and guard) this feeling inside, that we are children, children forever - tender, vulnerable, trusting, hungry for love, just like that.



Ekaterina Arkhipova - a young, talented artist, a graduate of the Yekaterinburg Art College. Shadra, a picturesque and pedagogical department. When you peer into her painting, there is a strange feeling that the color turns into a clear and pure melody. It is not easier to understand art than to understand the singing of birds. But the indifferent spectator will certainly hear the melody of the picturesque and graphic works of Catherine Arkhipova, will understand and love.





Catherine is an artist who knows how to hook on the living, the most intimate, stir up, fill the soul with a new light. Born in 1967 in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia since 2000. Her works are in the collections of the Primorsky State Picture Gallery, the Museum and Exhibition Center (Nakhodka), the galleries of contemporary art Art-Floor, Arch, Portmei, in private collections (Russia, USA, Canada, Japan, etc.) years Katya lives simultaneously in two cities, and is not ready to give preference to any of them. In Nakhodka there is a house, parents, friends, tennis, a car, favorite beaches, hills, forests; in Vladivostok - a workshop, exhibitions, galleries, orders, more opportunities for selling paintings, necessary for any artist to meet with those who understand, love and appreciate painting. In Vladivostok - contacts and connections, the acquisition of new topics, fans and new, unexpected, but natural twists of fate, new victories.







Music: Song of the Storyteller from the play "The Snow Queen" (-)
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When the painting sounds ... Artist Ekaterina Arkhipova




Childhood is our inner world. Becoming older, we only change behavior and accumulate experience - the child does not change within us. Therefore, we all our lives like family holidays and continue to wait for gifts. Many of us need that close people feel in us a child - such as we were and how we remain for life.



I really love Christmas and New Year. Not celebrating them as something extraordinary - on the contrary - everything is very traditional, in a small family circle.
I love the feeling of magic that arises in already frosty air, the feeling of anticipation of some inner holiday - as if you are going to be born.
Christmas and New Year for me - an eternal holiday of childhood. Not because Santa Claus and gifts are long overdue, but because every year under Christmas there is a feeling of surprising inner purity, as if you were just born again. I think that for the rest of our lives we preserve (and guard) this feeling inside, that we are children, children forever - tender, vulnerable, trusting, hungry for love, just like that.



Ekaterina Arkhipova - a young, talented artist, a graduate of the Yekaterinburg Art College. Shadra, a picturesque and pedagogical department. When you peer into her painting, there is a strange feeling that the color turns into a clear and pure melody. It is not easier to understand art than to understand the singing of birds. But the indifferent spectator will certainly hear the melody of the picturesque and graphic works of Catherine Arkhipova, will understand and love.





Catherine is an artist who knows how to hook on the living, the most intimate, stir up, fill the soul with a new light. Born in 1967 in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia since 2000. Her works are in the collections of the Primorsky State Picture Gallery, the Museum and Exhibition Center (Nakhodka), the galleries of contemporary art Art-Floor, Arch, Portmei, in private collections (Russia, USA, Canada, Japan, etc.) years Katya lives simultaneously in two cities, and is not ready to give preference to any of them. In Nakhodka there is a house, parents, friends, tennis, a car, favorite beaches, hills, forests; in Vladivostok - a workshop, exhibitions, galleries, orders, more opportunities for selling paintings, necessary for any artist to meet with those who understand, love and appreciate painting. In Vladivostok - contacts and connections, the acquisition of new topics, fans and new, unexpected, but natural twists of fate, new victories.







Music: Song of the Storyteller from the play "The Snow Queen" (-)
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