Пробоины латал, Летал. Не ползал. Пролившись на металл Взрывались все звезды.
And from the roof after her If you step, it’s not a shame. In the age of ideas sold I'm not ... not visible
Do not shoot the cranes And in the sky watercolor And the poison of thousands of snakes is treason! The wall and me behind her And the light of the squares And the poison of the lanterns blow me up
Treason, treason, treason, My betrayal is immense. Immortality.
Holes patched, I flew. I didn’t crawl. Spilling onto metal All the stars exploded.