It's easy to explain.
From the heights and lowlands of your creative growth!
I have hair on my head
and there are many. Feather in the head in the morning (chicken, from the pillow)
and by a shallow but stormy river
is my "cruiser" - pie.
It's a boat without oars...
Someone will say-TSE is heresy!
But no!
How to swim in a pie? Even if on the Vuoksi awesome rapids?
Without a paddle... Yes not *** * and, Baryshev!
It's impossible.
The guys who spoke out here are insignificant...
The river Enya somehow brought here?
Means and back will carry away.
I don't need fame and honor!
The days are numbered.
He will be right,
who has never in his life
not going to lie!
This River itself will take away
nah don't need no raft!
You're an idiot here
and there-the poet-patriot.
Something like that
it happens
here...........