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"Corrida"

Once upon a time, or maybe recently at a normal reception of myself, I realized that I have enough emotions, and even more so in grayness Vyazo, and I told myself a fairy tale, but it was a real story, as if everyone saw my eyes. . Can I tell you too? You have enough emotions, huh?!

Today, under the applause of thousands of people,

Feeding miserable souls with the sight of death

I will be killed by your Espada

Oh, Matador!

Vrush with a red scarf

After dining, you dance again

And the beast rejoices, everyone longs for a sip,

To drink their bread, they need my blood

The drama of courage and death - I can’t avoid you, I can’t avoid you!

Mother! We are not angels, not the devils, but hell will wait for us

Only there they will wait for us! And call to yourself!

And if there is God in the world, he has nothing to do with

Now everyone is worried who will become an executioner of us

Last TERPIT! Decisive battle!

Arena froze! The soul has become dumb!

Eyes in the eyes, and side by side

Well, which of us will take a sip of death?!

Under the roar of the crowd, I, stabbed, falling!

All the flowers throw you under your feet,

And I died for the joy of all these persons!

The drama of courage and death cannot be avoided for me, I can not avoid you!

Mother! We are not angels, not the devils, and no one awaits us in hell!

We will not wait anywhere! We just rot in the ground ...

Once - today, or maybe yesterday, at a normal reception at home, I made a diagnosis, either schizophrenia, or spleen - and yes, maybe I have not seen this fairy tale with my eyes, but there was definitely my soul and did not at all He will calm down ... Tell the ladies and gentlemen, you are all not enough emotions, right?!