Авсень - Серая кошка
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Gray cat at my feet
She curled up in a lump and warms me
hides his nose behind a fluffy tail
We are sitting together by the fire

The gray cat looks into my eyes
The arrows run, it goes to the door
She feels how he is approaching
Her black cat, as soon as she has a door to her

Every night he comes here
I hear a plaintive cry outside the window
he is alone today, she is one today
Gray cat in my house

I am a puppeteer, their threads are in my hands,
But I will open the door for her
Jump to the step, jumping at night,
down, down, away, away

I will put an old magazine on the table
fingers easily lay on the trigger
The last puff, smoke eats my eyes
look at the portrait and bullet in the temple

The gray cat will return home,
But in the morning no one will open the door for her
The owner is sitting at extinct coals
He was lonely, now no longer