Текст песни Роберт Рождественский - ЛИРИЧЕСКОЕ ОТСТУПЛЕНИЕ О ШКОЛЬНЫХ ОЦЕНКАХ

Memory
      for the past clings tenaciously
then arrives
it decreases ...
At school
       sometime
               there were ratings
two:
"time"
and "do not have time" ...

World of concrete.
              The world of iron.
Airfield
           robber roar ...
I don't have time
confide in the forest.
Bird to listen.
Touch a branch ...
I am disappointed.
                I am fond of.
Sticky motive
I hum to myself.
Somewhere again
             running
                  panting!
I do not have time ...
I do not have time.

I regret the time.
            Weeks week.
With someone
        about something
                pointlessly arguing.
I see
more evening
                   dawns
Morning Dawns
I hardly remember ...
In the stuffy car -
                  as if in the furnace.
In the house back.
                  I open the door.
Books
an apartment
flooded.
I read them
              I do not have time! ..
Crawling again
           to the endless mountain
angry
and from the headwind
                     I'm dumbing.
Must be probably
                 live
                     differently!
But in a different way
I can not...
I'm strong.
              I am weak.
School friend
unexpectedly meet.
"Hello!
Well, how are you? .. "
And -
I don't have time
listen to
          in what he told me
                          answers ...
Kerch and Calcutta,
Volga and Vistula.
That flies away
          then sail away.
Ought to
need to stop!
I do not have time.
I do not have time ...
I know
     snowstorm soon
                     blow up.
From the incomprehensible blues
languishing ...
Ought to
       just sit down and think!
It would be necessary ...
It would be necessary ...
I do not have time!

Changing again
           versts
                 for miles.
By phone
Moscow is calling ...
Woman
        the best
                    in the world,
make happy
I do not have time! ..
Pushing aside
         and plans and deadlines.
Listening to parables
             about long-suffering.
And write
your main lines
I do not have time!
And I hardly have time ...
As protodeacon
               in the festive church,
vote
only
I'm tearing ...

I would of course
              corrected grades! ..
I do not have time.
I do not have time.