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Absinthial Haze

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She’s not into songs, or the wine to sup
The war like a hound is on our path
She is laid-up
In astral dance of star-crossed souls
In graceful hands our spacious world
Has been cooling off.
 
The star constellations appear to distort
The train-wrecks of people go down the slope
He’s way too old
On those lips so often kissed
And in the springtime garden is
A cross and wreath
 
Her face to the wall as she lies asleep
He’s dumb in the kitchen for heavy drinks
Absinthe of dreams. Absinthe of haze
A smashed down boat, abandoned peer
A mermaid on stones is singing grief
It’s self-repeat
It’s self-deceit
 
An angel can have nor a tail nor horns
A horse never falls for the swishing thong
A bridge to burn
The ravenous riders show themselves
The fruit get rotten, the eyes get sore
From violet haze
 
This sign is engraved on a rusty key
Thy heart will be where thy treasure is
Someone cognized
The fire is out, hush rules your home
With only angels singing for
The final time
 
Her face to the wall as she lies asleep
He’s dumb in the kitchen for heavy drinks
Absinthe of dreams.
Absinthe of haze
A smashed down boat, abandoned peer
A mermaid on stones is singing grief
It’s self-repeat
It’s self-deceit
 
It’s self-repeat
It’s self-deceit
 
Absinthe of haze
Absinthe of dreams
 
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A cloud

I was searching for you on the rooftops, in the basements,
There where everybody feels good,
Though nothing is actually good.
You found me yourself
Having mixed up the floor.
And now - you are mine, this address is ours.
You know my answer:
“Of course, very much so”.
I hear how your liver is pulsing
And how your lungs breathe the air in.
One human now is made of two.
 
I scratch you with my stubble.
Remember, I am your last lover.
Eyeballs,
Mammary glands -
Stronger than iron and
More cunning than a fox.
And when you will be birthing my son;
I won’t fall asleep til the dawn
Worrying too much.
A pink newborn,
Smelling of white bread
Looking at us
With the cornflower sky eyes.
 
My darling, when I croak
I will turn in to a cloud
Above your head,
So you wouldn’t feel lonely.
During a flight, on the plane, press your face to the window.
I will be awaiting you in the sky for a kiss.
 
My darling, when I croak
I will turn in to a cloud
Above your head,
So you wouldn’t feel lonely.
During a flight, on the plane, press your face to the window.
I will be awaiting you in the sky...
 
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The room

Versions: #1
White noise on a dusty window monitor
Will tell us that
There is a flourishing war behind the wall in the corridor
And you are not armed for the war
Do not come out
Don't make a mistake
Behind the door hell
Hot and sticky day
 
Do not come out
From the room
You won’t like it, not a chance
Do not come out
From the room
Believe me, this is not France
Stay locked up with me
 
Let *Ilyich’s bulb shine for us like the morning sun
Turn it off if you want
You read Brodsky's poem and I know how to be silent
So, I'll be silent by heart
Do not come out
It's an old scheme there, it's dying
Do not come out
Forget about the time
 
Do not come out
From the room
You won’t like it, not a chance
Do not come out
From the room
Believe me, this is not France
Stay locked up with me
 
Even if everything is not as it should be
And outside the window is eternal spring
And there you can fly freely
Freer than Inside four walls without wings
Even if it's all complete fantasy
And whales are singing outside the window
And the stars smile at the flowers
But don't come out, I beg you
 
Do not come out
From the room
You won’t like it, not a chance
Do not come out
From the room
Believe me, this is not France
Stay locked up with me
P. R.
 

My Fortress

It seems it all ended, stopped in its tracks and went no further.
But there's something new even in the brittle pages of an old book.
Facing the wind head on, time heals all wounds.
But, what's there for me to do sitting on the sidelines? I'm always on top.
 
I bite off a piece and spit it out, not looking where.
Hands blackened with soot, while thinking it's chocolate.
But, when cornered in quicksand, an ox can break through a wall.
We all have such a wall. I, like a stone, can change my river's flow.
 
And you're stronger than everyone thinks .
Ask your grandfather, how the people lived after the war.
You can't lose faith. Stand with your feet firmly planted on the ground.
From the middle of a swamp, you can reach dry land.
 
Let them whistle and tug on your shirt behind you.
The burden is heavy, and it's hard to breathe.
Don't give up. Don't bow down.
You'll find a new destiny to replace your old one.
 
Chorus:
My fortress will eventually become as hard as stone.
My fortress is my body under these clothes.
My fortress is faith, love and hope.
My fortress will collapse if its foundation cracks.
My fortress is this body under my clothes.
My fortress is faith, love and hope.
 
If you've blown a gasket, and your block's run dry,
you can blame everything on the blacks and of course the Jews.
It's easier to break a jaw or a nose
than stop cooking dope on that spoon.
 
You can listen to rap that tells the truth, while waling on a punching bag.
or you can listen but not hear, by beating yourself around the ears.
It's rare to find someone with a healthy mind and body.
But a soul can fly, and flesh locks you in a prison cell.
 
Such dirt sticks with us, if you don't take a rag and wipe it off.
Biting like a dog won't save you from the inevitable rocking-chair.
Yes, I'm well aware that I don't know much.
On your way to God, there's no faster way than the one-legged.
 
Let conscious be your guide, sounds beautiful.
But some people's conscious let's them rape when they're young.
If you look you'll see that crackers are more delicious than hunger.
So, don't give up, or you'll just get beat down.
 
[Chorus] x2
 
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Cloud

I was looking for you on the roofs, in the basement
Where everyone is good, but good is not enough
You found me by mixing up the floor.
And now - you are mine, this is our address
You know my answer: 'Of course very much'
I can hear your liver pulsing
And how your lungs breathe air
One person now consists of two
 
I scratch you with my stubble
Remember, I'm your last man
Eyeballs, mammary glands -
Stronger iron and smarter fox
And when you give birth to my son;
I do not fall asleep until morning, experiencing much
White baby smelling white bread
And looking at us cornflower sky
 
My dear, I'll die, become a cloud
Over your head with you not to be lonely
In flight, on the plane, press against the glass
I will wait for you in the sky for a kiss
 
My dear, I'll die, become a cloud
Over your head with you not to be lonely
In flight, on the plane, press against the glass
I will wait for you in the sky ...
 
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Mom, We Are All Seriously Ill

The new message on earth is cracked,
The ancient serpent again deceived a woman.
Boil the blood, the heart burns with a flame
I will be the original magma, lava,
A burning head in his personal logbook
A falling star that was not expected anywhere.
If the sky today does not give me rain,
That even the stones of Palestine are cracked with thirst.
 
A day will be late
An hour later it will be late
In a moment the Earth will cover with fire.
If the keys do not fit the door,
Then knock the door down.
 
Mom, we are all seriously ill
Mom, I know we all went crazy.
A day will be late
An hour later it will be late
In a moment the Earth will cover with fire.
Mom, we are all seriously ill
Mom, I know we all went crazy.
A day will be late
An hour later it will be late
In a moment the Earth will cover with fire.
 
Steel beaks of plastic birds
Torn the flesh, promised Paradise, tore the liver.
While the son of man broke five loaves,
We destroyed the world, broke our foreheads, crippled ourselves.
You must be strong, be independent,
Fight, otherwise, why should you be?
And the cost of phrases, what fools say,
Equal to zero when only the strength of the hand is important.
 
A day will be late
An hour later it will be late
In a moment the Earth will cover with fire.
If the keys do not fit the door
Then knock down the doors with your shoulder,
 
Mom, we are all seriously ill
Mom, I know we all went crazy.
A day will be late
An hour later it will be late
In a moment the Earth will cover with fire.
Mom, we are all seriously ill
Mom, I know we all went crazy.
A day will be late
An hour later it will be late
In a moment the Earth will cover with fire.
Mom, we are all seriously ill
Mom, I know we all went crazy,
Mom, we are all seriously ill
Mom, I know we all went crazy,
Everyone is seriously ill
Mom, I know we all went crazy.
 
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Lyudmila (Людмила)

You're so stupidly in love -
He turned out to be scum,
As the girl in hysterics fought,
 
Climbed onto the window sill naked.
 
Shouted - that rushes down,
Shouted: “I beg you, come back!”,
 
And you laughed like this:
'Haha, Foolish, naive weakling, haha!'
 
They all need a mother, a nurse,
And you want Lyalka, look -
There are either half-days or alkobydlo,
You're in the juice - it's so insulting.
 
Being a fish in an iron can,
Burn like tank crews in a tank
And who will come to set you free?
You're Mallory Knox, where is Mickey Bandit?
 
After all, you need an alpha male,
Hard as a drunken father.
And to fight you like a goat
And you were afraid of him like a thunderstorm.
 
Little girl sitting in the closet
And this puppy pissed, well.
You are a strong woman in the sawmill,
They have bitches, you have a piggy bank.
 
 Just drive them crazy
Just achieve yourself,
The relationship is a prison
Full of alien shit.
 
At the commemoration you danced and howled:
 
“Loved me! Loved! Killed! Killed! ”
 
At the commemoration, you danced and howled
She loved, she loved, wolf-Lyudmila.
 
Loved! Loved! Killed! Killed!
Loved, loved you bitch Lyudmila.
 

To Meet The Sun

The mistress of the industry puts on her throat my cast-iron heel,
every word of your mouth must be proportional to the bucks.
Getting into the emotion of productivity raises the scale,
on Friday, people should forget about working at our fun ball!
You must like, make a strong like in the village,
calculate and shoot down the whole life of the same strike,
bang on the string, which everyone in himself must have pulled,
Happy New Years Eve Sale, this is not art, this is porn.
 
Come on, as it was yesterday, you believe the former foundations,
Here the filing is necessary, as was then in Alcotester and Posyolkovyh.
You thought we were an entertainment center, throwing a coin and dancing,
Your disco is covered, bro, will remain our true.
You twist the mouse wheel, and interrupt the plastic crust,
but on the other hand, there are all those who trouble you with this news.
You are disappointed again and here you know nothing.
Come on, for ignition, we need only your dissipated comment.
 
This huge city seems empty to us.
We strike sparks on the plates.
This huge city suddenly cooled down for you.
You kindle the fire, and we will come to the smoke!
 
We were buried and wanted to forget the names.
but they did not know that we were seeds.
Mama winter blessed us (gray).
we sprout through the asphalt (virgin).
 
Sun rising (we all)
straighten shoulders (we all).
Sun rising (we all)
straighten shoulders.
We will straighten the shoulders!
 
Doll Masha, doll Dasha ... doll Chucky.
I Kuklachev, tied the cats, twist nunchuck.
Poplar fluff, heat, July, prevail.
Brother, Mother, do not grieve, take off the underside.
I do not Shainsky, we do not write songs for children.
Farewell, I loved you so much, your Promet.
All life is like a labyrinth, then I am Tesy, then Minotaur.
On the bookshelf, Obitel, My age, Vienna, Laurel.
We will not teach you, what am I teaching you slouching?
Don't forget, people, always have a choice, two chairs.
Between the viper and the toad, Odysseus, Scylla, Charybdis.
Well, what are you doing like a woman? Don't be scared, be strong, jump!
 
Above your feet from the earth, above the roof, above the sky,
right, left, This is all just for consumption.
Above your feet from the earth, above the roof, above the sky,
right, left, This is all just for consumption.
 
We were buried and wanted to forget the names.
but they did not know that we were seeds.
Mama winter blessed us (gray).
we sprout through the asphalt (virgin).
 
Sun rising (we all).
Shall straighten (we all).
Sun rising (we all).
Straighten placards.
We will straighten the shoulders!
 
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Front Line

On television, this war will not be illuminated,
Although even gunpowder draws from the windows of buildings,
We just did not say that in the forty-fifth
The flag over the Reichstag became a red rag for the bull.
Today we are rags, and the golden calf is hooves
Backing up squeezes juice with loans.
We splash bile, humorous bitch
Request him for the prices to be lowered.
And we could consume and spend
Buying in debt as long as you have enough money to rent,
To show everything we do not have
That we are not the ones who are the ones we do not know
We are conquered from within, not from outside
Without the help of the weapon is much worse
And the nuclear charge is not needed in my country
It was looted, trampled, disassembled
 
Change morals, propagandize, lie
And here they look, broken from the inside,
They are blinded by shop windows, stoned
And if they are not killed, they are definitely wounded.
Who made it right that we shame and shame
What are our ideals are pinned to
And the ES Latin is crossed twice
Makes this world more choke
 
From time immemorial, people squeaked because of the good
Sincere, loving to destroy yourself
Shot forced time to run fast
Having built the pyramids from slave truths
The third eye is already among us, be vigilant
Do not miss the age of a person, do not be a spectator
Remember, worse bombs are propaganda
Take your brains, do not forget about the main thing.
 
One strip, a strip on the CD a year later
It is easy to throw a loved one when it is not before
Two strips on the test - it's a fly
In the ninth grade, this is an abortion
Three strips on the wrist is a scream for help
It will help, no, such as you do
Strips merge into one line
Bold, deep, long
The front line inside my country
Inside my city, inside such as you
Which side will I choose?
Or maybe I have a line
Vector from point A to point B
Transfer thoughts from me to you.
The time on the timer is twenty-five seventeen
The electorate's heads are supposed to blow up.
 
From time immemorial, people squeaked because of the good
Sincere, loving to destroy yourself
Shot forced time to run fast
Having built the pyramids from slave truths
The third eye is already among us, be vigilant
Do not miss the age of a person, do not be a spectator
Remember, worse bombs are propaganda
Take your brains, do not forget about the main thing.
 

She's Not Like Everybody Else

She doesn't smoke socially, she simply doesn't smoke.
Groupies who mingle with stars at the clubs and bars
envy her, and her clean sheets.
Every day they hate her more and more.
She doesn't take selfies on the beach or in her bedroom,
She doesn't stay in contact, isn't glued to Instagram,
and won't dance at all, to the latest songs.
Not that she doesn't care, she simply couldn't care less.
 
She's not like everybody else.
She's a (butterfly) 1 flying to the moon in Spring.
She drinks tea, as (hot) 2 as a dream, on the balcony.
She dreams of a son, upon a sapphire throne.
 
She's defiantly old-fashioned.
In her eyes, the universe's stars burn out in blazing (glory).
Her friends laugh at her, and family doesn't understand.
But, she'll wait for the one who can change everything. A man who's wiser than an (owl) 3 and ('slower' than a snail) 4. Her heart told her that it's time to jump into the (unknown) 5,
into another person's life, with her love, without rubbing it in your face. 6 But for you, her joy seems like a sad story.
 
She is not like everybody else.
She's a (butterfly) flying to the moon in Spring,
She drinks tea, sweet as a dream, on the balcony.
And it is a shame the world doesn't understand at all.
She dreams of her son on a sapphire throne.
 
  • 1. 'moth'
  • 2. 'strong tea'
  • 3. 'snake'
  • 4. 'stupider than a pigeon'
  • 5. 'hole in the sky'
  • 6. 'without showing off'

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