Ламовский Дмитрий - Куда ведут тебя дороги
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Where are the roads,
Hashed by the wind Rus?
Lives in the hearts of simple and strict
Your birch sadness ...

Cold traum electric trains,
Behind the mound of the glass escape
In the frozen fingers a match fell
Like dead stars

And the width of the spaces will multiply the strings,
The wilderness of the semi-watches
And feelings of non-junk flows
Brig's peace is carried to reef

Flushed by dilapidated selets
On a white sheet of snow
Where you smear on the tear jam
Throw fingers Starikov

Outropded rails stonut
Under the Spiritis Wheels
Morked deeper, Syo is darker than the pool,
In which my question sinks

Where are the roads,
Hashed by the wind Rus?
Your sorrow and anxiety
We have learned from childhood by heart