Текст песни Женя Петрушенко - Желчным поэтам

Bull poets

Balenlaglagoye-moon pale
Hiding her face behind the clouds.
Sick poet Expectum verses
In the crowd tuberculosis words.

Sucked paints of everyday paintings -
The whole epoch has been exposed in them.
Slid dimly furious lust
Cold Iceberg for the ice floes.

And loneliness, as a hiry on the legs,
Pulled in the poet poet -
He fugged with the phenomenon of dawn,
Patient soul, pull-out in verse.