The Russian cocktail
Russia - is the mother of fathers,
wonderland, archaic ultramodern place.
Everyone lives here on a secret covenant,
whose text is in the vaults of the FSB.
As the light in the prism, here refracted reality.
There is nothing more logical than absurd.
There simply is not possible to stay normal
without changing Mind.And someone reaches this immersed in luxury,
someone sitting on drugs,
someone revels permissiveness power,
someone withdraws into himself,
or goes out of state,
someone is trying to become a saint
in the kingdom of sinners.But most of the Russians - Orthodox,
are mixed in a cocktail
sex, religion, violence and alcohol.
(написано, как к вступление к несостоявшемуся творческому вечеру)
wonderland, archaic ultramodern place.
Everyone lives here on a secret covenant,
whose text is in the vaults of the FSB.
As the light in the prism, here refracted reality.
There is nothing more logical than absurd.
There simply is not possible to stay normal
without changing Mind.And someone reaches this immersed in luxury,
someone sitting on drugs,
someone revels permissiveness power,
someone withdraws into himself,
or goes out of state,
someone is trying to become a saint
in the kingdom of sinners.But most of the Russians - Orthodox,
are mixed in a cocktail
sex, religion, violence and alcohol.
(написано, как к вступление к несостоявшемуся творческому вечеру)