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Focuses cook for Aleshka
Let Matryoshki fly from sleeves
Let from the same sleeves like cotton
Cut the hares to blame
Let the hairs and cones grow
Let them pianize the rigor
Let the tubes and buns hesitate
Let the wheels and sticks knock

(loss)

Something incomprehensible going on
Like focus should succeed
But either my fingers are tired
Either I am a fool though ... hardly
So why from pockets of plump
Clown clowns riding dolls?
Machine crowds of pioneers:
Hardened, Harry Potter Herov!

(loss)

Waving on the cabinet chainsaw
Monkey with goat head
You are goodbye, Moltin's mind
See you later in a mental hospital
Spin on the rooms of the apartment
Squirrels, Hippo, Tapir
Barcuchk and African Lev
And replay, where without replay?

(loss)

Focuses cook for Aleshka
Let Matryoshki fly from sleeves
Who is Aleshka? I do not remember
I used to remember, and now I do not remember
Gently pulling paws
Fish appear out of hats
It's good that at home there is no mom
It's good that there is no dad at home.