ВАНТУЗ - ПОГИБ ПОЭТ
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Here, without introduction, my verse bursts in words
From nowhere to space between me and you
The sound of the diaphragm with breathing will fill the shape
Meaning and notes are one hundred times higher than the norm
There is no room here more for the poet's soul
Writes patterns and words from the light on exhalation
The last time forgiving and saying goodbye to everything
About rivers of blood that were spilled playing
The heart does not sleep accelerating a hundred times a knock
He does not lie feelings, he writes without pitying his hands
The simple truth about the power of the inner beast
Opposite those who died in this, not believing
An empty place between the candle and the clock
He fills with prophetic dreams all night
Draws faces of the shadows of his imagination
Raising his creation from ruins to eternity

The poet died but his glory forever lasts
True boils and erupted like lava
His example as a wind goes around the mountains
Teaches kings and colds human disputes

The poet's words as milk will fill the bosom
In a dream, the baby breaks the golden crease
With lips, sweetly absorbing an ancient verse
For glory to people what would become a poet among them
He will fold himself recreating a complex message
Letting Holy Knowledge into the world through the air
The baby's mouth is tired of tirelessly
About the strength of the beast with whom people play
Go crazy tired of their own fear
For thousands of years, fate was decided by bonfire and block
It is time to voice the truth lips
That in this world we all became enemies for ourselves