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| Hello,
My queen is crusta
On your riveted skin
Flowers and swallows, can
Did I see you somewhere in the club?
In the video? To the cinema? On youtube?
Or maybe even porn?
I don't remember exactly
Your youth is much more important
And you're in it, not worrying at all,
With a liter bottle of whiskey
In a distant squat on the list
Three days in a reserved seat from home.
You give your friends
To the impudent friends of the marginals
Walks, smiles, scandals,
And maybe sex in the toilet
It shines for some of them
After all, he is the best, either
Booze let him say thanks

Do you believe in world peace
And the songs of their idols
And if everything is destroyed to hell,
It'll be better next time
And in black and red flags,
Cut from paper
In heroes, posters, protests,
And how you dance to techno
In the May Day column.
Look, this is youth, remember!
Breathe it in every minute
When you become an old bore
Tell me about it one day
To my grandchildren with laughter

Or maybe it will end worse
Your body is in a dirty puddle
Found on the way to school
Children. Injection marks
And no chance of getting old
In a black sack of orderlies
Or everything will be normal
Husband is alcoholic, typical
Small flat
Sleeping area, end of the world
low salary
search for the guilty
How many stories like that?
But all this will not be soon,
Until then, you are quite carefree
Dancing on the roof of the squat
Alone in silence with headphones
Hot summer, stuffy
Night in the moonlight white
Your body contour
Your neck and shoulders
Ordinary, in general, things
But someone still has to
About your riveted skin
Tell a story |