Cup of tea
Roman Yartsev
Chifir
I'll dissolve the" Three Elephants " from India without fools...
tow will kindle the brain...
and with my heart in The permafrost around the circle of sugar will dissolve,
I'll make a can of tea
and in brewed juice truth-uterus will tell...
I go around by nature in the fact that if not delirious, then all in leaky socks
and in the carousel that has arisen, I will hide my thoughts from longing...
On the Taiga in a baked jar with the taste of tar, midges
on the treeless lawn in chifir we'll go down with you...
Cup of tea
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