Poems and Songs of Vladimir Vysotsky. A Song about the Anti-Semites.

That neurosurgeon was fantastic...

That neurosurgeon was fantastic,
He operated like a dream!
Excuse me being too sarcastic —
The rest were runts, compared to him!

Lots of people he saved from a dirge and
Let them live, being normal, anew.
But that marvellous, miracle surgeon,
I’m embarrassed to say, was a Jew!

He pushed ahead the neuroscience,
And treating patients spared no pains;
In all the medical alliance
No one but he could transplant brains.

Lots of people he saved from a dirge and
Let them live, being normal, anew.
But that marvellous, miracle surgeon,
I’m embarrassed to say, was a Jew!

1967.

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