Текст песни Елена Гуро - Небесные верблюжата

Youth only
I want to worship
Only youth.

You tell the children about the storm
Lest children grow up
Knowing nothing about the storm.

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This is done as follows: they are ambushed by young, bright spirits, longish and kind, looking like golden camels. They slam the air with a whip, and kind, gentle creatures, too good to understand how pain does it, crowd, crowd, cling to the edge of the partition, losing their heavenly fluff in this tightness.

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“But how will the poor be brought up and killed?” They asked me somehow with curiosity.

“Why kill them, they chase them, chase them until the fluff is beaten from them, and let them go back to heaven, and the fluff from them grows in one minute even better than before.”