and darkness with clawed hands...

& nbsp; Monster oblo, mischievous, huge, stozevno and barking !
 
               Virgil
 
 
 
 while the bands barked
 and there was a beautiful movie
 on light from a crack cockroach
 it crept out softly
 
 and servile buratinok
 a gray crowd came running
 and to her, kneeling,
 IT croaked the words:
 
 now, you little buffoons,
 I am destined to rule you
 I am now your Khan
 it gurgled ominously
 
 let it be from now until the end of time
 everyone will pay me the rent
 clochard teacher bread farmer
 the Archduke Gopnik and tramp
 
 let for reform-reform
 let the trouble trouble is coming
 let in your pathetic little souls
 there will be a void forever
 
 and the serfs on his knees   
 they listened to the well-spoken speeches
 only in the dark did their faces turn pale
 and a shiver ran down my shoulders
 
 and galloping away on thin legs
 it was hidden in a hole
 and darkness with clawed hands
 knocking on every window
 
 the house fences of the water tower
 covered with mold thick
 cockroaches were breeding in his brain
 and the world was filled with war
 
 and into the distance of obscurity
 the man staggered away
 and his trail was covered by blizzards
 from now on
 and forever...