Kuznetskstroy narration

KUZNETSKSTROY NARRATION OR STORY ABOUT KUZNETSK PEOPLE
by Walter Walterovich Mayakowsky

        This five years and to this place 1000000 cars with building materials will be brought. There will be a metallurgical giant, coal giant and a city for hundreds of thousands people here.       
                -From a conversation

The clouds
        run by firmaments
and rains
        squeeze the dusk,
below an old cart
                murmuring       
by men of working class
is proud,
        heard by water near
both outher
        and spilled:
"There'll be a
        garden city here,
in four years there will!"
This leaden
        dark nocturnisness
when pasted rain's
                perched
they sit in dirt
                and earnestness,
they sit
        and burn a torch.
All lips
        together
                quietly cheer
though pluming
                in the chill:
"There'll be a
        garden city here,
in four years there will!"
One's bent
        by dampness
                in this place
with worthless
                wet comforts.
In darkness
        workers' bread
                is laced
with water.
        And the more
they breathe
        the more
                rain disappears -
by whisper
        hunger's
                killed.
"There'll be a
        garden city here,
in four years there will!
Right here
        outbursts
                will cluck
dispersing
        bear
                bunches
and 'giant's'
        hundred-coild
                attack
will make
        all ground
                punched.
And buildings
        will be
                over
                mines,
hoarse steam
        will honk
                and sing
and all Syberia
        will shine
'cause of
        suns of Martin.
We'll get
        good house
                in this place
and stinik,
        good
                as well.
Taiga
        will back
                being
                effaced
up to Baikal",
        they tell.
The workers'
        whisper
                rise
                above
obscure
        cloudy
                flocks,
then only
        "garden city"
                puff
is heard
        from their
                talks.
The city
        will be
                here,
its
        blooming garden
                so
if such a men
                appear
in Soviet
        land,
                I know.

1929