Unfold Single ears hear? Listen
Somewhere sold souls ,
Per square meter of land ,
100 grams of " Bush legs "
If there was no reason
For the untimely death ,
I would start to 'initiative
With two bottles of kerosene.
If it had not been a fire ,
I would , with the wings of Icarus
Scattered - to tarot cards,
Everyone helped , would , without a " bazaar "
But now return in-law ,
Tell everyone that I Nakuru ,
And what I'm missing " Hurel "
Place me in Baikonur .
They say, lies in their rags ,
With a ragged little volume Bukowski ,
In melancholia is not catchy ,
He hopes to Oskar.
And I could wander through the parks ,
Quit - to his " klosharku "
Live at the Arc de Triomphe !
Hush, do you hear? Charlie Parker .
I wanted to be , a little later ,
Soap on the girl's skin,
Ice- water is the same,
And like Brodsky
And the ninth day of not shaving ,
In the atmosphere , the same heresy ,
On a mattress , cotton soaking
I hope to benefit
And a hot June morning ,
I cry over a coffee maker ,
For the Wailing Wall Khazarian .
Hush, do you hear? Charlie Parker .
Well, maybe I'm in the Gulag ,
Or Japanese camp here ?
After all around strangers flags
Throat lacks moisture .
Must-have sow their wild oats ,
Horseshoes their hooves ,
Turn the meter calico ,
And forget in a mental hospital
Or exchange freedom
On the dungeons chemical . plant
Hardly enough oxygen ,
Charlie ! All of them! Come to the code !
