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I collect the flute, like an automaton -
Wintered, wintered!
Sick words,
exact words
One -
They spend the winter!
Writhing in depth:
"Pere ... now at the start!"
to stick your hands in the snow
Yes, at the end of March.
Pere buzzing in the legs,
Overstepped human
cut themselves.
On the lips
Word of all hot.
Pere ringing in the ears
The sun on a blanket.
Known until the words -
Wintered, wintered!

Lord, forgive,
I did not want evil,
Just in my chest
Coal ash is now yes.
Make me kinder
In this patient the spring,
In this crazy game
I'd let go of me
So obvious mat.
Pere suffered life
Flute as an automaton
I gathered - lie.
Since the October
Do not hurry - waited.
Pere ... today I
I feel -
They spend the winter!

Lord, give me strength
Not
Respond to the pain of war.
Lord, give me strength
Exit then alive.