Lyrics В. Шукшин - Забуксовал

Sovkhoz mechanic Roman Zvyagin liked to lie down after work
a self-made couch, listen to how Valerka's son is teaching lessons. Roman forced
son to learn aloud, even the tasks of Valerka solved aloud.
- Come on, come on, swing the eardrums - it will last longer, -
said the father.
Particularly fond of Roman lessons of native literature. There were thoughts
expansively, freely ... I remembered the irretrievable youth. Sadly
became.
Once Roman was lying so on the couch, smoking and listening. Valerka Crammed
"Rus-troika" from "Dead Souls".
- "Is it not you, Rus, that brisk unobscured troika, are you rushing?
With smoke, the road beneath you, bridges rattling, everything lags behind and remains behind.
He stopped ... "No, it's not necessary," Valerka told himself.
"Eh, horses, horses - what kind of horses! Are there vortexes in your manes?
Is the ear burning in any of your veins? Heard from the height of a familiar song -
amicably and at once strained the copper breasts and, almost without touching the hoofs of the earth,
turned into one elongated line, flying through the air, and rushes, the whole
inspired by God! .. Russia, where are you riding? Give the answer! .. Does not give
answer. Wonderful ringing poured ... "
"Do not rush," his father advised. - You scratch, how ... Think about it!
Words that are good.
Roman remembered how he himself taught this very "Russ-troika", the same
fooled off, without any notion - just to rattle off.
- Then you will be sorry ...
- Whom to spare?
"I did not care how I studied it." You'll regret it, it'll be too late.
"I'm teaching!" What are you?
"You really have to teach, but you have one street on your mind." Where will she go,
your street? She will not go anywhere. And you'll miss time ...
"Ho-ho, what are you doing?"
- Nothing, do not hockey - teach.
- And what am I doing?
- More closely, I say, it is necessary, but not so ... .. just to shave off.
Valery spurred on his "troika", and Roman - again for thoughts. AND
sweet these thoughts, and at the same time some ... unhappy. Half of life
walked away - and what? So, you see, and the second protopaesh - and nothing at all
will happen. The novel was even agitated - so suddenly it was clear how he
dostopaet to the end of the flat track and ... will lie down. Roman sat down on the couch. And very
even simply - you'll lie down and stretch your legs, as Yegor Zvyagin recently stretched out,
first cousin ... Yes.
And in his ears fell Valerkino:
- "... Briskly and at once strained copper breasts and, hardly touching hooves
lands, have turned ... "
Suddenly - with vexation, or something, with anger - Roman thought: "Who?
are they driving something? The horses? This ... Chichikov? "Roman even rose in astonishment ...
I walked around the room. Precisely, Chichikov is being taken. This hmyrya is taken, which
I bought up dead souls, traveled along the edge. Elkin's mother! .. Here's a trio!