Третья Мировая Весна - Танец
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Rhythms swing in a peaceful square
Drive night patterns
The skull swims with a noise
In the pool of stupidity, in the evening in a quarrel

I start my slow dance
There is not much space in the dark room
Together with me is the time
As if in a sauer blush dough

Gliding smoothly, break the dishes
Here on the carpet multi -colored mice
Modestly rustling, forget to be afraid
There will be danger - they will not hear

Black haze spreads traps
With sweet willingness to shoot in the back
I will tell her that there is a warrior in the field -
The winner of the thick web

Brushes take off to the very sky
I spread the iron roof
I freeze in a crystal in the embroidery
And I don't hear anything else

I start my slow dance
There is not much space in the sky
It's just that time is swaying with me
As if in a sauer blush dough