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Wander to the poor ...
< Felix Komarov
Wander the poor with begging bowls, smiling ringing coin, say, the one who looks for - shall find, but the rest is still there. This cup, full of holes as a sieve and throw, only small metal ... our kingdom of God on the right, who dared - and he sought. On the handouts, do not build faith, but with affection I look in your eyes ... ah, otsypte I pity measure, I'm good, I'll be impossible, I skromnyaga, I respect you and ready your self to offer ... and at night you bite and I want you home into the throat burn. I hate myself to cry for alms, he should ask, and in the basement, scratching faces, because otherwise live. I pray that this likam faded, I ask, unconditional love ... and streaks like Rorschach ghosts are creating dream ships. In them I'm floating proud captain, opened the unknown region ...
I rise in the stinking fog under the shrill barking of a dog. And I go, squeezing the shoulders of the chill, collect his bribe bitter ... and ask, well post my God. And then I'll be gone forever.
Wander the poor with begging bowls, smiling ringing coin, say, the one who looks for - shall find, but the rest is still there. This cup, full of holes as a sieve and throw, only small metal ... our kingdom of God on the right, who dared - and he sought. On the handouts, do not build faith, but with affection I look in your eyes ... ah, otsypte I pity measure, I'm good, I'll be impossible, I skromnyaga, I respect you and ready your self to offer ... and at night you bite and I want you home into the throat burn. I hate myself to cry for alms, he should ask, and in the basement, scratching faces, because otherwise live. I pray that this likam faded, I ask, unconditional love ... and streaks like Rorschach ghosts are creating dream ships. In them I'm floating proud captain, opened the unknown region ...
I rise in the stinking fog under the shrill barking of a dog. And I go, squeezing the shoulders of the chill, collect his bribe bitter ... and ask, well post my God. And then I'll be gone forever.
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