Make a hole in Heaven

Stop me straining,
After all, I'll start with his foot kick,
In the depressed dreams day and night,
I can not overcome yourself.

But I stand,
Depression is cut out,
Wound cure,
Bandage.

Until the spring of healed
Next, a friend of Camelot
Welcome to paradise
Just do not yawn,
Order!

Bandaging wounds,
Wonder
Do not hesitate to
What is visible result?

And so? Does not it?
Red cloth?
And you prefer blue?
It is more aggressive?

But the sky is, as before, a bottomless
Just behind the clouds are not visible,
It's a shame.

Tear!
Make a hole in Heaven
In front of everyone!

Welling out rays
Sunny balls
Or rather, bunnies.

Ah, boys, boys
Where are my seventeen?
When I could batsat
Well, literally everything.

In any university
This does not teach,
From God only receive,
And then lost,

Squander, forget
Will not
Even remember
As a spring bed.

All in the past,
Just the thought of anything,
Remain, not dusty,
Copper basin does not cover.

It hurts me
I'm, like, the side
From the high road,
On the threshold of a grand nix.

Blucher's army commander
Shot for no reason,
And I do what?

But the ultimate injustice
In our genes.
What ugliness -
Neighbor drown
By itself its good to sew,
And to go with him to the bottom -
That's what we are given.

Vile and disgusting!
And I'm operational
He served in Guadalajara,
Sing the song of Victor Jara.

Hi, the Chilean patriots -
Thunderstorm Somali idiots
Pirates, acrobats or on what,

But I will not brick
The "Wall" Roger Waters
And Igor Ivanovich Peters
I will not tender protocol,
And the blender lid.

I will be myself,
Plunge into work with a head
And I'll start leg kick,
If you like me to strain.

19.10.10. Z.Sh.