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How to melt the indifference ice?
Over his head a sleepy look slips.
You don't care who dies for you,
You don't care whose shelter burns ...

Dying mothers, after even the flood ...
Just to have time to swallow a piece ...
The pain will not penetrate the wooden forehead,
Life will fly like a nod.

Fly by!

Waiting for you not to fall blunt loop
You nod down to the executioner ...
Not burn you, let the fires burn,
You're on the fire itself will demolish the wood ...

On a fire!

Under the laughter of the crowd Christ was crucified,
Under the laughter of the crowd the poet was killed.
You don't care about streams of tears,
You do not care about the avalanche of troubles!

Do not care!