The neighborhood is being redeveloped and the houses are being demolished,
and people are standing there watching and saying: see that?
There's still a whole family living in that old, run-down house.
Imagine, such a damp house, well, what do they see in it?
Look, that couple is barely twenty and they already have a child,
well, they probably think they can live off the wind.
And then they nod their heads in satisfaction and quickly go home,
to their jobs and their cars and the television at home.
These were poor houses, and they lived clandestinely.
They had no light there, and no running water either,
but they were happy there with four walls and a roof.
Furthermore, they didn't have any luxury or expensive furniture.
But the house has to be demolished because a large office is being built,
the family is now on the street, but hey, money always comes first.
And you can easily say that in your own beautiful house,
with your job and your car, by the television at home. Even though they were now homeless, they had learned one thing:
to be able to live normally, you first have to register.
First, a house, and only then get married, so for a few years you just have to
sit there, kindly and resignedly, watching each other.
When you're tired of waiting and a child does arrive,
you have to figure out how to live.
Because people cry shame, and they stay safely home
and discuss the problems on TV.
And then the family moves on to another run-down neighborhood,
and after a while, they're kicked out of there too.
And if you find yourself back on the street with your furniture and your child,
complaining won't help much.
Because if you point out the situation to those officials,
they say: I'm sorry, you're at the bottom of the list.
And then they think contentedly about their own nice house,
about their job, their car, and the television at home.
