Дэн Дягилев - Стучи моё сердце
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Grighting the gate of March
The steps on the asphalt are silent
In the watch despite the heart attack
Knock huddles knock

In glasses stole the time
The rubles people people with axes
Mark Maya flicker
Cums us with the Caleds

And I was pouting two bullets
In the crumbs of the attic
And they put my stuff
Put in the tonsils

I was scored with boards
My house has officially died
Boards without touching socks
The poet swayed on a rope

Black bodies
Sweat in consolation success
I want a mint bed
On the body of a hot echo

And I want an insole under the stage
And I want with a stick for tanks
Ourselves
And I just want to go beyond

Let me stay with me
How the summer remembered us
In the face of an empty binge
Cartridge in a fist of a pistol

The jumping floors is a preventure
Two meters in the ground of the Moscow Region
Someone is always so painful
Someone is a little less bloodless

Your bells and whistles of the gate
My divorce keys
What if we are still lucky
Knock my heart knock