Croak, croak

"The youth of my generation coincided with the thaw, we were lucky. We felt poetic fever, a lot of inspiration, movement, Renaissance, And now nothing, oddly enough, I do not watch. The current generation itself puts nose in shit. In the early 50's we were talking to each other: "old Man you're a genius!". And now they, on the contrary, digging each other. However, the phase of the seamy side was not exciting stage. This period has already ended and the other never came."