Author: Mayakovski
I don't know,
Those people are not "youth",
They were fascinated by the grass and the boat.
Start making noise and nonsense again
Rinse your mouth with soju.
I don't know,
Those people are not "youth",
On a sunny spring night,
Pretend to fiddle with fashion
Let the flared skirt drag into the boulevard.
I don't know,
Those people are not "youth",
They feel itchy all over.
But it wastes the light of life like the morning sun in love.
Is this youth?
Not at all!
Eighteen is not enough.
Those people-
Young,
They can represent all the children to say to the ancient and sparse combat team:
"We want to change life on the ground!"
Youth-
This is a title-
Dedicated to the young people who joined the fight,
Dedicated to those who struggle to make Labor Day happy and relaxed!