Святое причастие - Худу вуду
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A boat of a drowned captain remembers the aroma of the southern grass of those edges where women from black wood wear a file, instead of a head. There the air is saturated with the smell of rum, there the sun is like a shaman's tambourine and ...
.... and the skin of a black mother, the skin of a black mother. Dutifully reads his ritual wood
Dutifully dancing, this is all the wood
A white man will not hear Loa
The white man is initially dead
The white man does not know his home and does not know where he goes
The ivory amulet grows and the battle of the drum at an hour when the sun falls the dance of the White Captain Wood
dutifully reads his ritual to itching voodoo
dutifully dancing - this is all the wood
Woodl wool
Woodl wool
Woodl wool