In a paper den, like a stone arab, Charred in the fires of revolution .. Looks thoughtfully at the cemetery of instructions On fashionable gloss half-naked women -
Where the flesh of their quiet rats gnaw. Familiar squint languishes black look. And it seems that in stone outfit There are questions that torment
Unhappy inhabitants of the earth. Under the weight of numerous decrees, Ordinances and mysterious secrets They could not find the answers. Can the vseporechnikami again Will we repeat that severe test? ..