Рудольф Страусов - Смерть уволили на днях
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Thirteenth hour - a parrot like a fish
Fifteenth hour - she brakes braids
Sixteenth hour - she puts on her robe
Seventeenth hour - she is already in a hurry to work
Again in a circle, again the eighteenth hour
Repeated again and again
She woke up again, gathered and to work again
Day after day, year after year
The seventeenth hourly day passed fleeting
But somehow the nineteenth hour came
Nineteenth hour - she solves crosswords
The twenty -first hour - again she looks out the window and
Smokes cigarettes, setting fire to zip and
Tears wipes, remembering all the dead
She was fired the other day - now it is not interesting, in this life she no longer has a place
And there was a salary and wine
Her hunger was always on her body and one slept alone
In the twenty -first century, there was no remaining help
Millions in the city wander dead people
Without eyes, without brains, without feelings
Without yourself, without shadows, without a soul
Without eyes, without brains, without feelings
Without yourself, without shadows, without a soul