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Я видел их лица!
Они ведь знали, что делали…
И были в теме, летели бы с теми, но
Время сжирало потерями, падали вниз, на колени,
Племенем стать не успели, сели бы,
Но не смогли, просто съели их…
Острыми кольями ранили мозг им, а после
Бросали возле, доносами стирали сноски,
И в досках оставляли их просто, как недоносков.
Они рыли тоннели в то время, как строили мост все…
Но им перекрыли воздух…
Они взирали с фотографий, на тех, кто их время потратил,
Плакали матери, пустовали кровати,
След от красных пятен. Чего ради?
Алым закатом закатаны, ватные.
В рай ли им, в ад ли? Прав ли тот, и где была правда?
Платная паника ваннами выливалась в море,
Горе ли, счастье ли, класть на бит эти истории…
Они ведь знали, что делали…
И были в теме, летели бы с теми, но
Время сжирало потерями, падали вниз, на колени,
Племенем стать не успели, сели бы,
Но не смогли, просто съели их…
Острыми кольями ранили мозг им, а после
Бросали возле, доносами стирали сноски,
И в досках оставляли их просто, как недоносков.
Они рыли тоннели в то время, как строили мост все…
Но им перекрыли воздух…
Они взирали с фотографий, на тех, кто их время потратил,
Плакали матери, пустовали кровати,
След от красных пятен. Чего ради?
Алым закатом закатаны, ватные.
В рай ли им, в ад ли? Прав ли тот, и где была правда?
Платная паника ваннами выливалась в море,
Горе ли, счастье ли, класть на бит эти истории…
I saw their faces!
They knew what they were doing ...
And were in the subject, would fly with those, but
Time consumed losses, fell down, on his knees,
The tribe did not have time to become, they would have sat down,
But they could not, just ate them ...
Sharp stings wounded the brain to them, and after
They threw them down, denounced footloos,
And on the boards they left them just like nedoloskov.
They dug the tunnels while they were building the bridge ...
But they were blocked by air ...
They looked from the photographs, to those who spent their time,
Mothers cried, beds were empty,
A trace from the red spots. What for?
Scarlet sunset rolled, wadded.
Did they go to heaven, to hell? Is he right, and where was the truth?
Paid panic of baths poured into the sea,
Woe is it, happiness, to put these stories to a bit ...
They knew what they were doing ...
And were in the subject, would fly with those, but
Time consumed losses, fell down, on his knees,
The tribe did not have time to become, they would have sat down,
But they could not, just ate them ...
Sharp stings wounded the brain to them, and after
They threw them down, denounced footloos,
And on the boards they left them just like nedoloskov.
They dug the tunnels while they were building the bridge ...
But they were blocked by air ...
They looked from the photographs, to those who spent their time,
Mothers cried, beds were empty,
A trace from the red spots. What for?
Scarlet sunset rolled, wadded.
Did they go to heaven, to hell? Is he right, and where was the truth?
Paid panic of baths poured into the sea,
Woe is it, happiness, to put these stories to a bit ...