Лирика сердца и разума

Год: 1965
Автор: Ал. Михайлов
Издательство: Советский писатель. Москва
Описание:
Название книги довольно точно определяет тему и направление критического исследования, но оно ничего не говорит о его характере. Ал.Михайлов вмешивается в самое существо современных дискуссий о поэзии, о традициях и новаторстве, о месте поэта в рабочем строю, сочетая в своей книге основательность теоретических обобщений с остротой конкретного идейно-эстетического анализа поэтических произведений. Автор ведет живой и непринужденный разговор о современной поэзии с широким захватом ее наиболее интересных и значительных, а иногда и противоречивых явлений, раскрывая идейно-эстетическое своеобразие произведений В.Маяковского, Н.Асеева, В.Луговского, А.Твардовского, Я.Смелякова, А.Суркова, Н.Заболоцкого. Л.Мартынова, В.Шефнера, С.Щипачева, Э.Межелайтиса, В.Солоухина, Е.Винокурова, В.Бокова, А.Вознесенского и других поэтов. Это и позволяет Ал.Михайлову наглядно показать богатство и многообразие талантов в советской поэзии, показать неисчерпаемые возможности метода социалистического реализма…

114 Replies to “Лирика сердца и разума”

  1. McDonalds bag: so how many fries u gonna drop I side me this time?

    McDonalds employee: YEE YEE YE YE YE!!!

  2. I used to hate young thugs part, but after multiple listens, I feel it. Sorry for h8in

  3. Fuck, i know Im not the first… But Young thug ruined this song big time.

  4. Post melone:Ight lets make this song the slightest bit understandable

    Young Thug: nO

  5. 1:50
    You dont need a key to drive, your car on the charger
    Is he singing about the Tesla Model 3?

  6. no one:
    not a single soul:
    not even the pigeons:
    literally no-one:
    Young Thug: YEE YEE YEE YEE YEE.

  7. Spiderman: I want you out of my head

    Me: well get out of my bedroom yee yee yee yee

  8. Ok I do haf a song
    But you haf
    To guess it if you are rogue
    You dont win

  9. young thug was clearly thinking of another song when he wrote his verse

  10. There’s a reason why Joji (aka Filthy Frank aka Pink Guy) made a whole song saying “Fuck Young Thug”

  11. Me and Kurt feel the same, too much pleasure is pain
    My girl spites me in vain, all I do is complain
    She need something to change, need to take off the edge
    So fuck it all tonight
    And dont tell me to shut up
    When you know you talk too much
    But you dont got shit to say

    I want you out of my head
    I want you out of my bedroom tonight (bedroom)
    Theres no way I can save you (save you)
    Cause I need to be saved, too
    Im no good at goodbyes

    Were both actin insane but too stubborn to change
    Now Im drinkin again, 80 proof in my veins
    And my fingertip stained, looking over the edge
    Dont fuck with me tonight
    Say you needed this heart and you got it (got it)
    Turns out that it wasnt what you wanted (wanted)
    And we wouldnt let go and we lost it (lost it)
    Now Im a goner

    I want you out of my head (head)
    I want you out of my bedroom tonight (bedroom)
    Theres no way I can save you (save you)
    Cause I need to be saved, too (saved, too)
    Im no good at goodbyes

    I want you out of my life
    I want you back here tonight
    Im tryna cut you, no knife
    I wanna slice you and dice you
    My heart get possessive, it got you precise
    Can you not turn off the TV? Im watchin the fight
    I flood the garage, blue diamond, no shark
    Youre Barbie life doll, its Nicki Minaj
    You dont need a key to drive, your car on the charger
    I just wanna see the side, the one thats unbothered (yeah)
    And I dont want you to never go outside (outside)
    I promise if they play, my niggas slidin (slidin)
    Im fuckin her, the tour bus still ridin (ridin)
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    I want you out of my head (head)
    I want you out of my bedroom tonight (bedroom)
    Theres no way I could save you (save you)
    Cause I need to be saved, too (saved, too)
    Im no good at goodbyes

    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Im no good at goodbyes
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
    Im no good at goodbyes

  12. *No.. stop.. crying..*
    (smacks myself)
    *You dont have feelings. You cant feel anything. Stop crying.*

  13. And dont tell me to shut up
    When you know you talk too much
    But you dont got shit to say
    Me towards my brother when he talks too much bull crap

  14. wow I not good
    ta this I am good ta I hate you love I miss
    B* f* you

  15. I had to look up the lyrics to young mumble part, cause the only thing I understood was yee yee yee yea.

  16. I love how this sounds but in my opinion I really wish the lyrics werent so angry and spiteful. Id like this a thousand times more if it was a love song.

  17. Post Malone — Goodbyes
    me and kurt feel the same, too much pleasure is pain my girl spites me in vain,all i do is complain she needs something to change, need to take off the e — e edge so fuck it all tonight.. And dont tell me to shut up. when you dont know you talk too much but you got shit to say (say) i want you out of my head i want you out of my bedroom tonight (bedroom) theres no way i could save you (save you) cause i need to be saved, too im no good at goodbyes were both actin insane,but too stubborn to change, now im drinkin again, 80 proof in my veins and my fingertips stained looking over the e — e edge dont fuck with me tonight

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