When the soul is to withdraw from the body,
From all the earth coordinate systems -
Space matrix system
Must, must be conquered me.
Earth's gravity would
I am the planet of our breed,
When the soul is to withdraw from the body
Hardly want her back:
Poetry of free space,
Transcendental sensible distance,
Burning passion prominences -
Love, hope, rejoice, suffer ...
Peas planets - funny beads
And somewhere among them - my land.
This crumbs I once heard
Spring in the garden of a real nightingale.
And there in the garden - fun swing
There childhood, adolescence, adulthood, etc.
When the soul from the body back down -
Will be given to let the memory of a new you.
Somewhere flying at dawn,
At this time, perhaps forever ...
Do not disturb - do not answer,
I do not remember, gentlemen.