Удары молота

Hammer blows
The grave of the sea,
In the hills of mermaids,
As vertebrae stones
As copper fingers hands
The stone funnels
The ridge of dried flood
Where zhmurki stone Snegur,
Where blizzard stone goddesses,

Hammer blows
By the skin of the stone sea,
As the clouds of dead fish,
By the Seine Maritime,
In myatel stone mermaids
Whose hair spilled by the wind over the rocks,

Hammer blows the waterfall whale breath,
On the lips,
On the fingers of black hands,
In the eyes of the great Iron Sea
Girl's dresses in the iron flood waves
In fragile fingers and holding flowers,
By sea mermaids eye
In the long cruel lashes ...

From mining ores
Parents work
From mining ores
Parents work

Crushed lips
Crushed songs zasohnuvshih Seas
Where swam whales
And they struck the water in the high sky

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Enduring gold
Covered the face of time
It is the sky so indifferently
This house
the land
so indifferent
Yearning
Despair
Cold
Pain
Creatures
Transforms
The land ...