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This song was born, in collaboration with Anton Newcombe. Work on it is still in progress and the last word will says Anton. But we would like to keep in their memory and the interim version.
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Translations of English
I get out of the house, decorated by ribbons
This sky is not such blue as it was recently
Like someone turned over a willows
And world around splited like broken glass
Black birds - that's sign of bad -
They circles over the field and predicts troubles
Crude clay of Earth! - Open your black mouth!
The ancient spirits! - I go to you in humility...
Red necklace fell down to the ground
And beads rolling in a circle of guelder rose
In the green meadow - there is the green poplar
Cuckoo sings - she is predicting fate.
What will burn - it will not rot,
What's fell - never will lost.