bitcevsky park - Праздника больше не будет
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• There will be no more celebration
And over broken dishes
People leave in a hurry
Without slamming the door behind them
Maybe someone will soon see
Maybe someone will soon hear
That no one is breathing behind the door
And it’s so quiet there, so quiet now
But they were in no hurry to enter the apartment
Apparently the neighbors simply decided
That he had gone somewhere or
Just fell asleep for a long time
Instead, as if it were not his fault
They pushed the door with their shoulder
Without telling anyone, so what
They didn’t want to scare away the silence
But from the apartment, where it was empty
More and more often there was a bad smell
And the neighbors’ chandelier
Suddenly incomprehensible clots began to flow
They didn’t hurry
To break the doors made of durable steel
They didn’t invite anyone
Covering up the neighbor’s necrosis
We’ll open the window
We’ll wash the chandelier
Why boil
After all, it’s quiet behind the wall and fuck the frost