Неизвестен - ДиЛ
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Wood and leaf

Hi
I am the last sheet of a lonely tree
Fate did not give me
Not a serial number or name
My time has come
I left my own house
With the last sigh of late autumn
And along with birds of the discord
Was doomed to wanderings
Captured by cordons with distant ones
Edges and countries
Long ways
Above the mountains and plains
Hills, with their stooped backs
Like a prodigal son to
Home to return with a confession
Look, here I am unharmed
Mum
I flew over the cities empty
Confused between the feet of human
In the middle of the concrete desert
Together with the package transparent
Originally from tobacco shop
Walked through the streets of dirty and nondescript
Where were their palaces
Side by side next to ruins
Circled over the graves and fields
In memory of the wars and for the sake of the world of a single
So desirable, but gum
Like a prodigal son to
Home to return with a confession
But he hit the fire and became smoke
Mum