The meaning of the lyrics of the song "Two letters. A letter from Moscow to the countryside." (Dva pisma. Pismo iz Moskvyi v derevnyu) the performer of the song "Vladimir Vysotsky"

Don't write about love, I won't believe it

Your past deeds are already here with me

Listen better: here's fabric with lavsan

If you want, I'll buy it – it's a good thing

I haven't drunk vodka yet - not a drop!

I'm saving money and don't even eat soup

Because I'll buy you a blouse

Because I love you, silly

Was at the ballet - men were pawing at girls

The girls - all as if on selection - in white slippers

Here I am writing, and tears are choking and dripping

Don't let them touch you, my little paw!

Our bull is one of the first at the exhibition

And at first they shouted - as if he was defective

But they realized their mistake - and now they gave such a prize

He lies all in medals, packed up

Tell the chairman to let them cover my hut

They're roofing now, and let them mow the grass

Otherwise, I won't even think of covering the heifers

They want me to spoil a record-holder - well, here you go, take that!

And let them fix our barn - the grain shouldn't rot!

And if Pashka bothers you - treat him like a traitor!

Don't walk with the agronomist - I'll pull your legs out

You can walk twice with the chairman

Goodbye, I'm off to GUM, for shopping

GUM is like our barn, but with glass

You know, you might bore me with your sheepskin coats

In a gray dress with faded patterns

Yes, there's a cultural park here by the river

I walk here, and I only spit in the bins

But you, of course, won't understand - there, behind the stove

Because you're uncultured darkness

Не пиши мне про любовь – не поверю я

Мне вот тут уже дела твои прошлые

Слушай лучше: тут – с лавсаном материя

Если хочешь, я куплю – вещь хорошая

Водки я пока не пил – ну ни стопочки!

Экономлю и не ем даже супу я

Потому что я куплю тебе кофточку

Потому что я люблю тебя, глупая

Был в балете, – мужики девок лапают

Девки – все как на подбор – в белых тапочках

Вот пишу, а слезы душат и капают

Не давай себя хватать, моя лапочка!

Наш бугай – один из первых на выставке

А сперва кричали – будто бракованный

Но очухались – и вот дали приз таки

Весь в медалях он лежит, запакованный

Председателю скажи, пусть избу мою

Кроют нынче же, и пусть травку выкосют

А не то я тёлок крыть – и не подумаю

Рекордсмена портить мне – на-кось, выкуси!

И пусть починют наш амбар – ведь не гнить зерну!

А будет Пашка приставать – с им как с предателем!

С агрономом не гуляй, – ноги выдерну

Можешь раза два пройтись с председателем

До свидания, я – в ГУМ, за покупками

ГУМ - это вроде наш амбар, но – со стеклами

Ведь ты мне можешь надоесть с полушубками

В сером платьице с узорами блеклыми

Да, - тут стоит культурный парк по-над речкою

Тут гуляю, и плюю только в урны я

Но ты, конечно, не поймешь – там, за печкою

Потому – ты темнота некультурная

The poem "Two Letters. Letter From Moscow to the Author's Village" by Vladimir Vysotsky is a satirical look at the contrasts between urban and rural life, as well as the hypocrisy and falsehood in relationships.

Vysotsky masterfully uses language to convey the insincerity and consumerist attitude of the lyrical hero towards the addressee of the letter. He showers her with promises of material goods ("lavsan" blouse), exaggerates his "suffering" ("tears are choking me"), and simultaneously boasts about his "cultural" life in Moscow (ballet, GUM department store, park).

Behind the ostentatious care and love hides a desire to control and manage the life of the woman who remained in the village. The hero is jealous, threatens potential rivals with violence, and even resorts to blackmail ("Or else I won't even think about breeding the heifers").

The image of the "cultured" city dweller is destroyed when he compares the GUM to a barn and calls his beloved "uncultured darkness."

The poem is filled with irony and sarcasm. The reader understands that the hero is far from true feelings, and his words are just an attempt to manipulate and control.