Overture Poem by Igor Severyanin

Pineapples in champagne! Pineapples in champagne!
Deliriously tasty, sparkling and bright!
Im in something from Norway! Im in something from Spain!
Im inspired in bursts and I sit down to write.

Planes are screeching above me! Automobiles are running!
Express trains whistling by and the yachts taking flight!
Someones kissed over here! Someone elsewhere is beaten!
Pineapples in champagne - the pulse of the night!

Among nervous girls and in company of women
Tragedy I am turning to dream and to farce.
Pineapples in champagne! Pineapples in champagne!
Moscow to Nagasaki! New York to Mars!