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Here, the sky will fall on the asphalt heavy cloud of dreams
Here in the windows light only complements grayness
And the yard pit the old, walled houses
Quietly moaning ice castle

Of units, tens and hundreds
We prorostali here one wall
We are all from the dark alleys
We are not afraid of the darkness

Here time spews something that is not digested
Here is drowning everything, and even that does not sink
Here a strange old Deacon censer
Ignite, helplessly swinging will drop

Without banks, without spirit and without flesh
We are dying here straying into the swarm
We are all from the dark alleys
We are not afraid of the darkness

Here the silence that year competes with the storm
Here you can easily find the lock, but you will not find the door
And the thoughts that creep, the bullet fly
And the dead light Croutes lights

Here, amid the unfinished paintings
Opened for us the whole globe
We are all from the dark alleys
We are not afraid of the darkness

But here is able to cry ice when there is a frost
A dirt just be scenery for the play
Let not here to get you here pompous roses
But tears will find live drop

Here the world is irrelevant and not fashionable
But here lives a living spirit of the blood
We come from all of the dark alleys
We are here to give birth to faith and love