On the other bank
has been waiting
long time
the death
the premonition
he gives everyone
Night in my
sleep in the dream
revealed to me
then I may
to forget
that I was once
since the soul
the last
Tear me
before the
last breath
has been dried
that too
picture of a
Woman that
me through
my life
has accompanied
at whose
Lips me
from hunger
and longing
the passion
suffered
gives way
on the
last shows
in the stars sea
of the microcosm
The words
their course
you are
unstoppable
and are they
times the world
they will
massacred
from the logo
in the dispute
and ritual
the mighty
from this world
няспраўнасць
дакумент адсутнічае
засведчваецца яго
што
у каго яна ёсць
у адпаведнасці з дамовай
дома
больш нічога
даводзіцца шукаць
нумары
зменены
ад кансультанта
рамеснік
так добры савет
што гэта
ад душы
бітая
больш нічога
а там
да закрыцця
дзверы Цірцея
у сваім вар'яцтве
і Гаргона
паруецца
The fault
the document is missing
to certify it
that the
who has it
according to the agreement
at home
nothing more
has to look for
the rooms
changed
from the consultant
the craftsman
so good advice
that it is the
from the soul
the beaten
nothing more
as out there
before closed
door Circe
in his madness
and Gorgo
to copulate
Trên màn hình
rơi vào
giấc mơ kỳ lạ
vào nhà
phá hủy những gì
thế giới
bên trong
sự tồn tại của chúng tôi
con người chúng ta
bên nhau
nơi cháy
với họ
Báo cáo
từ vô tội
tay
chiến tranh và lửa
đốt cháy
kết nối đến
loại khác
tiết tấu
tâm hồn
do đó đã chết
On the screen
fall in
strange dreams
into the house
destroy what
the world
on the inside
our existence
our being
together
place fires
with their
reporting
from innocent
hands
war and fire
ignite the
connection to
others
beat
the soul
thus dead
Every kick
every step
is the
try
the history
of the time
in order to
to overcome
the traces
the stone in
anchored
show
that this
not yet
that has become
to the
Heads
the ancestors
unconsciously
from eternity
Times
in one
Today
will
becomes
інгаляційний
давати
його горло
серпанок
світу
та інші
продовжувати
завершений один
з цим
тур
власний
випускні іспити
нікого
мистецтво
ніж це буде
ми, нарешті,
нескінченність
наш
зарозумілість
наше ремесло
поміщений
для нового
що за
потомство
насправді
емоційний
Inhaled
to give
his throat
haze
of the world
and others
continue
completed one
with it
at our
own
Finals
is none
Art
than it will be
us finally
infinity
our
hubris
our craft
placed
for a new one
what the
progeny
for real
emotional
Justification
above all
the existence
with the
thinking
about
the mind
against the
wholeness
the soul
as well
the thousandfold
advertising
for themselves
to power
and favor
Mouth full
like a storm
the of
tribes
breaking
forest
The tip of the tongue
a lightning bolt
of the arches
f breaking
firs and
trees
in the manifold
fire the
birds of the
sky
into the black
the night
into the
word
drops
No feathers
angel
can the
rape
the blood
in the
erase earth
The fury
From the inside
in the cooking pot
Overcooked
Is supported by
of the world
covetously
Is recorded
so that
the oven
the community
Bursts
And crashes
The food
To feed us
Now only remains
The creep
on earth
To a seed
Fallen ears of corn
And contaminated
Water too
drink
about us
To feed
e leng takatso ea
haeba u
batang ho lekaneng
a robetse
hlobotse ka la
ba batho ba batsho
sekoting sa
lefatše le
hase
haholoanyane ho
ea kemolo
bo itokiselitse
There are only words
Which are wrong
Because the trees
The girls
Like the flowers
Are genuine
The sand
if they
Through the
Desert go
in between
their toes
Even if
I am sleeping
I hear
Her sweet
odor
the voices
the women
with the
Consistent
with the nature
her lips
Red in the dumb
prayer
Above the
Child that
you wear
In mother's womb