Макулатура - жизнь продолжается
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But I could not even see the sea
Only water on the leaves of courtyard linden
I am alone in the apartment
One around the world and already used to

As a hero of the pit never will be
To which someone will envy
So you do not do this work
But better a bullet in the forehead than a shovel in hand

Bark in boredom like in sugar cotton wool
Bow the tree to greet stars
It is always too late to rush to life
Only wine and silence at sunset

So good as fresh roses
From the collection "Rosa" of Ivanov’s poems
The window opened and sunbathing
I accept naked like Limonov

Food is brought by the birds of heaven
That they do not sow, do not reap, do not collect in the granaries
Only the void did not displace from my head
There was no place for me in the shower census

Living and dead crippled and whole
With or without steering
All places are occupied in a rescue boat
I have lived a final scene many times

It smells not around by sea but with old asphalt
I dream of Novokuznetsk and you fell an alto
I go from corner to corner I collect a herbarium
Hold on to each other, because life continues

In someone else's hut, I could not find a mug
Eden will dissolve in a muddy zreva morning
From an alarming rustle, I will go outside
And how damned Cain can not return

I do not want to be like you ladybugs
After all, no better than anyone is your state
For the litter you sold or maybe for Batin
Well, I am destined to hide from revenge

For a deaf old grandmother, the chatter saving you
After all, any oath is a galle designer
And the rats will not be born either a verse or a myth
You cannot buy my inspiration with an oil product

oh you arrived with a wave
Remember, let's laugh
they say soon it will be possible to remember your native
Language but still a patient's whisper

I also recognized you a degree
Brudershaft conversations a little sentiment
Contrary to reason, but life continues
Sow for the buoys and froze in this moment

I swam at the buoys, I swam at the buoys
I swam at the buoys, I swam at the buoys
hold on to the boobs for the rolls of big
After all, there would be enough women for everyone
adventures and holidays but did not share
The economy burst a soap musician
I would pray a piece of earth to pray an idol
I swam, I swam at the buoys
I swam, I swam at the buoys

But here are assholes