thou do not believe in my God oh russea
though thou ist my mother- & fatherland
half a witch - half a bitch... full of kitsch
i'm thy prodigal son - i'm thy bastard russea
thy soldiers & fighters forgot their courage
thy prophets r speachless -
have thou ever had one?!.
thy hands r like feet & thy feet r like rake
achievements r brutal & stati r fake
let's go to hell - i will show thee the road
although i don't it know exactly
and never shall reckon thy darkness russea
thy grayish-black light
thy sporadical flavours
thy bottomless 'mikveh'
thy lovable rudeness...
don't worry: be mother 4 those who wishes
corrupt'em with thy box-to-box entertainment
don't trust anyone
do not grow believers
don't meliorate world's best swamp
o russea...
оплакивая Есенина - фигура четвёртая
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