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Do you go on the train, in the car,
Or walk, hlebnuvshie wine each ,
With an abundance of modern motor
It is difficult for life to pass through.

Here you have an accident now serving -
Three drove to bury one .
All , and the driver , were injured ,
Only that in the coffin - nothing.

Baba employment sobbed through his teeth ,
Deacon - and he did not take the top note ,
Loudly out of tune copper pipes -
Only that in the coffin had not lied .

And former head of the secret robber
In kissed his forehead and spat in disgust .
All kissed , and only dead
So no one and did not kiss .

But the sound of thunder . Nothing to be done ,
Nature on speech do not care.
All run under slabs and roofs ,
Only the dead did not escape.

That it rain ! From it do not lose anything .
Here at living hardening not the same.
Well, the dead - beens -
Brave people - and we were not a couple .

Oddly hurry, you are ahead .
Adhesive label as a mark on his forehead ,
And anything you do not threaten ,
Only when you are in an oak coffin.

Can be in a separate , but you can in general -
Dead housing problem does not take.
That done , this is the deceased ,
Does not require any extra hassle.

In the realm of shadows, in this society simply ,
No dangers , no worries.
Well, and you? We all walk under God .
Only that in the coffin - nothing.

I hear the terms : he praises the dead !
No, I'm mad at our destiny.
All of us someday someone will crush ,
Except for those who in a coffin.