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The death of a dashing nurse in a quilted jacket
Invited me to eat gingerbread cookies
I persuaded to drink bitter
She left me with a dawn.
My fist beat her in the face greedy
My death crumbled with toads
She spread out the way
Yes, in the evening, the grandmothers sing me in crying.

Fathers are sitting on a sleigh dolls
My world is scattered in letters
The priests crawl crayfish
The heaven is rotten with a varnish.
Houses are carried by the news of storks
Shares his face obliquely
Good words are pronounced
Sticking flies to tombstones.

Nails and count the money
Save me, the earth, carefully
For tits, sprinkle yellow grain
To sing about the love of the dead.
Do not go to me, you will weld the fault
I don't want to watch how you get old
Like brainless rooks in the fall
Laughs at your gray.

Rain from the homeland sniffs through the forests
Death today is the stage of the passed
Visits me linden color
Settles over the graves with plates.
Someone is melting in the sky.
Elections a trawn smell
I became me and like
He groans quietly near the tombstone.