Надежда Рысь - Я СНИМАЮ ТУГУЮ БЛУЗКУ
текст песни

I remove the tight blouse
With heels digging into the floor
to crazy-shaped music
person who is goal.
I dance on a thin body
my mind naked
In the center of the solar plexus,
NA NA NA...
To dashingly liquor music,
under an uneven neuron bite
I take off like a narrow skirt
The body is what else hurts
The soul that is still under the skirt -
tightly to the bend of words-
slippery lizard, fast, yurka.
It was brought
fingers - in curls, and curls - in syllables,
Vitievability Twist like a thread
On the blanks, coils, legs ...
Speak, -
talk, dance and fall,
unwinding long into the table
the life of paradise, and maybe hell -
Only in each of them are you a goal,
Only in every soul - in the very moment,
Having removed the larvae, reasons, lies ...
I dance over the underworld,
In the blouse of the body, sticking a knife,
Cutting it into pieces,
for segments, for the series
Loskutov under the name "Happiness",
And, hiding them, I'm going to love
Bloody, hissing, caustic
and acidic tears of traces, -
All in marks and markings.
You are under a blouse
Under the skirt,
there...!
There-Ta-Dame,-the legs rumble
Or something in the crazy legs.
I am dressed - little by little -
I undress myself in words
I open myself on syllables
I let go of my knees trembling
Rushing before God,
A knife handing me in the lips.




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Author: Nadezhda Lynx ©
10/10/2020