A red-flaming beast armed with a halberd
Stares from my coat of arms
It comes from the far east that one even half-heard
It shocks, it stifles, it stuns
My red-flaming heart wonders the reason
That stands somewhere behind
My red-flaming mind waits for the season
To burn, to claim, to fight
Your red-flaming coat hangs on the window
And waves like a soviet flag
I, red-flaming, faught with the widow
Of gloom, of weakness, of sag
Coat of Arms
© Copyright: Антонио Петрофф, 2010
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