We are like worms we are like worms
We crawl underground

               *

The weather forecast was for
Tears instead of rain
Nobody is resurrected
Dahlias have blossomed
In every petal a breath of air
In every breath of air
God was called by his patronymic
They believed in God according to the national
Calling a patch of unfortunate land a state a country
Ripe apples in the garden
Tomato juice through the veins in spring,
The weather forecast deceived
In spring, bones come down on the grass
And nothing happens
 
               *

Snow leopard in the snow
Snow and wool glitter in the snow
 
The white bird turns into snow
And jumps from a height
Onto the black earth
 
               *

The deaf write their songs in white night
Because the deaf are sighted

In the black night they rise into the sky
And recite loud lines to themselves
To not scare
Those who are happy