Юрий Звягин - Желтая звезда
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In a rat in a cage
Proteins in the wheel
The stigma burns in the forehead
Star black
She is a soul in the master
It doesn’t wait
And he sits on the throne
And in the liver

There is no on the cage
Constipation and castles
And the door has long
The loops flew off
And the rat is all on the same
place in the water and in the fire
Rushes to the embrasure with a body

The owner shoots her
On the legs
Sweet sugar
And salt with a carbine
And it seems to be allowed
In a clean field for a walk
Yes, only there under
Each bumps of mine

Fresh grass
Little in this field
All in the rudiment
Carled out with a scythe
Barely breathing
On the socks the goal is one
Do not fall into the cold
Captured by Lasso

For a place under
Artificial luminary
For the right to lie down
Under the experiments of the rink
In his own teeth sticking
Indicated and click
And drinks cold boiling water

In a rat in a cage
Proteins in the wheel
The stigma burns in the chest
The star is yellow
She is a soul in the master
It doesn’t wait
After all, he said
Calmer behind bars