Что небо стало глиной А а вода мочой ослиной И деревья стали выше И достали до луны What a beautiful little knife How much blood there was Singed eyebrows Like a dead hedgehog
It was as if it was wonderful And so beautiful And so lovely But so perverse
That the sky turned to clay And the water to donkey urine And the trees grew taller And reached the moon
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They will learn the solution A farewell with their eyes An excellent fall Grabbing with their hands
Severed ears Atmospheric precipitation A flying conveyor belt Pushed the cradles aside
That the sky turned to clay And the water to donkey urine And the trees grew taller And reached the moon