Sans fear, sans disdain, sans awesome weapons...

                «Все мое», — сказало злато;
                «Все мое», — сказал булат.
                «Все куплю», — сказало злато;
                «Все возьму», — сказал булат.
                А.С. Пушкин


In what respect can Cuba's beaches
Be worse than those in poor Ukraine?
Blessed are all lands where Russia reaches
With songs, sans fear, sans disdain,

Sans awesome weapons. Need I mention
Our newest toys? Well, not unless
I really have to. Pay attention:
Our partners' game's in quite a mess.

They want a crisis? They will get it.
They double down? Hm, how bizarre.
Will there be anyone to regret it
If they’ll have gone a bit too far?

Not in their land. When sword and gold
Confront each other, who prevails?
Where are the smiles, sincere and bold?
The train of peace needs willing rails. 

They're good at poker? Gardens? Movies?
Finance and politics and things?
Let's talk. We'll buy them beers at Yuri's
And see what God's tomorrow brings.
 





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