Iran
Roman Yartsev
Iran...
Suleimani...
Palm callused, Shin burned in the day...
Reduction - cucumber salt, covered pan...
Industrial discharged in death whim...
the eyebrows are curled into a mouse...
A squirt in the doorway... I'll tell the Jew everything...
On the Sinai parade ground with Allah in a cloak...
In Russia, Suleymanov Moscow from the North Star...
Tehran is my city, my Moscow...