Симона Моно - ночью нас накроют последними бомбами
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At night we will be covered with the last bombs ...
capturing the half of the country, as in calling
rise to the floor, drowned from below
-
Look, thunder and lightning are about
Our eyes are strung with bags
The bags are fatigue
If it turns out that in the underworld we
Let's kill the Lysy line
Until we drowned and
are still alive

shock wave ... we are on the sofas-shifologists
House in the wave of drifil and rayal
Until the submarine has surfaced -
and exploded to the hell of the battery
Together with the eardrum
and killed a five -year -old child
-
Mesiva, as in the film Tarantino
shells are thrown from a springboard
Already on the earlobe funnel
Still alive, but how much does it remain for us?

MRU, feed promises with a crumb of callousness
Already a voice, like a consumption
water -tied thoughts,
that we will not drown from the artillery artillery
-
I will forgive in salty words bravado,
if you drown, then in the sea is not true
If only they will not choke on bitterness
Sit with me, at the foot of hell
And we will recall how closer to midnight
The last shell fell on us ...

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