Behind the table God is sitting.
Such many dishes are in front.
The dish with Fury and Pity,
The dish of Fright, the dish of Dark.
Were they so tasteful? I think - no!
They're coloured black, they're smelling bad.
That dishes far from legendary Soma,
Which's so good for the longivity of man.
But there were, of course, the other courses,
So beautifully laid on heaven's table.
All coloured as the rainbow on clouds,
When all the trouble storms
have passed away,
so far away...
The God s table
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