Янка Дягилева - Пол-королевства
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I leave another half -korolevism -
Eight meters of lands,
On the island of extinct vernaculars -
Domes from last year's straw.

I leave another half -korolevism -
Stones from the crown - two dried eyes,
Slippery tail of a ship rat,
The fifth paw of a wandering mongrel.

I leave another half-korolev,
Spring for frivolity will punish me.
I'll be back to knock on the gate,
Extend your hand behind the snow in the winter.

I leave another half-korolev
Without a fight, without howl, without thunder, without a sturge,
Keys from the laboratories on the shift, I'm cleaning
Dawn in the back of the head,
Dawn breathes me, shrugs,
Dawn to my belt, waves with his hand.

I leave another half-roofing ...