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Learned to be silent
Those who used to shout,
Whether life is good
Either the voice was gone

Looking for children Grail
With a wooden sword,
The Door to the Invented Paradise
Shouldered shoulder ...

The old people ask for the day
Become longer for life,
But suddenly they lose their shadow,
The shadow is carried higher.

And the mongrels wheeze,
Getting in a loop,
They do not have enough paws,
To death deceive ...

You went to confession,
Yes, I forgot the words,
It seems all right,
Only my heart cooled.

Road dust ... dust ...
The exhausted zeal ... ardor ...
The patchwork of heaven ... the demon ...
Tryed on - disappeared.

Road dust ... dust ...
The exhausted zeal ... ardor ...
It is alarming,
Beyond …

Learned to be silent
Those who used to shout,
Whether life is good
Either the voice is gone.

The skin is too rough,
To burn with shame,
Thoughts, letters, words,
Out of the water, from the ice ...

You went to confession,
Yes, I forgot the words,
It seems all right,
Only my heart cooled.

Road dust ... dust ...
The exhausted zeal ... ardor ...
The patchwork of heaven ... the demon ...
Try it on - Disappeared,

Road dust ... dust ...
The exhausted zeal ... ardor ...
It is alarming,
Beyond …