Открытость твоего лица и твоих руки
И твой соглашающийся язык

И твой ароматный  попутный ветер дыхания

От солнца твое питание
И от бога

И как красиво ты говоришь

برگشاده روی و دستانت
و بر زبان آری گویت،
و بر نفحات انفاس موافقت،
و از خورشیدت خورش
و از خدایت
و چه زیبا سخن می گویی ای مرد
و من می گویم
مرا ببالان
مرا فراخ کن

It sweeps the time
The oblivion breeze
of your ethery eyes /
Makes my heart beat
Makes my eyes weep /
And makes two men
One with ginger beard
One with black moustache
To push the trigger /
One wins sweet death
Everlasting anesthesia
The other suits you
My sweety Nastya

yesterday I was reading
some verses from Hagakure
all the men's business, is the blood business
Al-Hallaj of the secrets
who told the secrets on the gallows
used to say
men's cosmetics, is their blood

From which word,
And exactly from which lips
It will be started?

From which word
This language will be
torn apart?

And consequently our state of consciousness!
And consequently the geometry of the world...

Adios amigo
Say your last adios, amigo
We'll never hear you saying vamonous amigos
Then Adios Amigo

You picked the sun that day and we drank it all
with gas water in the big big hall
Then you bite Volga and melt the ice again
Then vamonous again from all the pain
You were a toltec a traveller of joy
vomonous vomonous life was just a big toy
You had no worries no hurries only for *****
you were so relaxed even with your chikas

Say your last adios amigo
We ll never hear you saying vamonous amigos
Adios amigo

She was standing invisible
By the noisy stage
Fleeing from the blinding light
From poisoning people
Suddenly her song has played
She danced and danced and danced
Climbed the night up
Slid the notes down
Each curve formed into a masterpiece
Each beat brought her up and up and up
Each tune leaded her to the farthest zenith
And suddenly
Her song finished...