You. You dance. Dead. Lovely

You. You dance. Dead. Lovely.

Shadow on my ceilings.

In total that you need to know about my dreams
It that you there die.
It that in a coffin you certainly are beautiful.
In a red dress and black stockings

You. You dance. Dead. Lovely.

You, probably, know.

That I bury you every day.
That inside everything cooled down long ago.

That I say prayers instead of food.
From me only shadow.
Only shadow.
It

You.
you dance. Dead. Lovely.

Ты. Танцуешь. Мертвая. Мило.


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